Hick has been playing nice-guy again. Tuesday morning, he got a text from our neighbor across the road. The dog-groomer who stopped to question some gals down by the mailbox, petting my little Jack and feeding him something, telling them they'd best get moving, because that was her neighbor's dog, and she had their picture.
Anyhoo... DG said that her husband, Mr. DG, was recuperating from knee surgery. They'd made an appointment for THAT MORNING to take their side-by-side (glorified 4-wheeler/golf cart thingy) to get repairs. But Mr. DG couldn't do it with his knee stuck straight out.
Of course Hick said he'd be right over. He hitched SilverRedO to Mr. DG's trailer, and pulled that side-by-side to the repair shop. He also hauled Mr. DG.
"It was his left leg. He got it up in the truck. He's tall enough that he could sit his butt on the edge of the seat, and pull himself and his other leg up in. It wasn't easy. He never could have driven that down there by himself."
That evening, Mr. DG called, and Hick agreed to take him the next morning to pick up his side-by-side. That's what neighbors do. Although it seems like Hick has a long list of helpees who should be ready to step up for him if he needs it.
You never know when his Poparm might need some assistance.
Hick is good hearted neighbor, for sure. Always looking out for others.
ReplyDeleteYes, Hick's heart is in the right place. And not nearly as cold, cold as mine.
DeleteI certainly hope all those neighbours have long memories and help Hick in return when he needs it.
ReplyDeleteSome will. I'm not counting on the gravel-pile-moving, donated-clothes neighbor to contribute, though.
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