Two weeks ago, my truck quit on me as I left my job to pick my son up from his job. I pulled over across from West Rowan High School. Thinking I might have been out of gas, I grabbed my gas can and proceeded to walk toward the nearest gas station on U.S. 70. I had only walked about 50 paces when a man in a pickup across the street stopped and said he’d take me to get the gas. He introduced himself and said he was a teacher at the high school. He was quite a guy, kind, considerate and understanding of my situation. I bought the gas, and we returned to my truck and poured the gas in the tank. But the truck still wouldn’t run. Well, I thanked him and said I’d find some way of getting the truck going. He asked where my son worked. “Lane Punch,” I answered (thinking there’s no way I could ask this kind stranger to go that far). He immediately said, “Let’s go!” I was totally amazed at this. I offered him gas money, to which he said, “I can’t take that; this is a blessing for you and that would take the blessing away.”
After retrieving my son, the man took me back to the truck to check it out and then took me home to Cleveland. He lives in China Grove!
Amazing! He went completely in the opposite direction to get me and my son home! This Good Samaritan’s name is Rodney Harrington. He’s an angel in disguise… Thanks, Rodney. I’ve made a great friend, and any time I can be of assistance to you, please let it be known.
ó Antonio Rollins
Cleveland