I'd like to share the act of kindness that was offered to my sister.
This would be about 15 or 20 years ago by now. She had been living with a man (whom she later married then divorced) who was an airline pilot. With no notice, he was transferred from the SF Bay Area to Phoenix, and had to start working from the new hub right away. This left her to do the move by herself. She boxed up everything they owned, packed up the back of her pick-up truck and his compact car, then hitched the car to the back of the pick up, and headed to Arizona. After driving for 11 hours, she unloaded, slept for two hours, then got back on the road for another 11 hour drive back to Cali. The last load was another truck full of boxes, plus the horse trailer, which had her horse on one side, and the BF's motorcycle in the other. She headed out for the 11 hour drive AGAIN, having only a few hours of uncomfortable sleep in the old apartment (with no bed or even a couch).
Unfortunately, her poor old pick up had seen better days, and it gave out on her in Los Angeles. In the middle of the night. Being as she had a live animal with her (not to mention her BF's 'precious' motorcycle), she couldn't really just hike up the freeway, and leave it behind. So, she propped up the hood of the truck, and waited for a Highway Patrolman. And waited. And waited. After a couple of hours, the sun started to come up, and she was trying to figure out how to find some repairs.
It's at this point that a man stops on the highway and offers his help. Unfortunately, his offer was not genuine, and my sister ended up running (literally) around the truck/trailer combo trying to get away from him.
Luckily, she was pretty fit, and managed to get into the cab of the truck and get the door closed before he caught up.
More time has gone by, and she's beginning to be convinced that she'll be raped and murdered on a Los Angeles highway, with no one even noticing. So, she decides that she'll bridle the horse, and ride her to a gas station (bareback, of course because the saddle went in the first load). As she's coming off the closest exit, an angel came over the overpass! A wonderful old cowboy stopped to find out why "a little filly" like her would be riding a horse on the street. After hearing the story, he got his horse trailer and loaded the horse in. He brought my sister and the horse to his home. She was able to home, and we called my Aunt & Uncle, who really lived only about 20 minutes away from where she'd been stuck. Aunt & Uncle got the truck repaired, and made her stay and sleep until the next morning. That wonderful cowboy boarded and fed her horse overnight so that she wouldn't have to worry.
Thank God for cowboys!