3 Degrees OutShort but sweet.
I was on my way to a fire house clinical class for the paramedic school in Michigan, it was about 3 degrees out and the middle of winter at 5:30 in the morning. I remember it snowing hard and still dark out, and bitterly cold.
My mustang got stuck in a pile of snow so deep you couldn't see the bumper in the back. I was living at my dad's house on a country road. These classes for paramedic school could not be missed ever. I remember I was praying so frustrated. Out of nowhere two elderly men maybe in their 70's pushed my car out if the snow and smiled.
When they got out I looked everywhere to see where they went to thank them. They were nowhere in sight.