Good Samaritan

Every day somebody does something nice for another human being. Yesterday on my way to a gig, I had a tire blow out on the interstate. There I sit on the side of the road as vehicles screamed by. Some took notice and had the courtesy to slide over a small fraction to say “I see you in trouble, I will not slow down, but I will get over to prove to you I have taken notice”. Others, not so much. I would be lying to you if I said it didn’t cross my mind that some careless driver would either be texting, changing the station, lighting a cigarette, reading a book or a million other different things, clip me and that would be the end of it. Luckily a Good Samaritan pulled over as I was attempting to use the tools which I had at my disposal, which were very inadequate, and help. First, he made sure I put my tools away and we used his much more suitable tools for the job, 3 ton jack and … . This made the tire change very NASCAR pit stoppish.  He had me back on the road within 5 min. No exaggeration. Second, he was on his way just like that, like it never happened. It happened all to fast and has now became a blur in my past. Theres not enough information in my cerebral to formulate a memory. Thank you sir, hope to see you at a show in the future and have a glass of whiskey.

I have finally been penned into the long list on musicians that have had there vehicles break down on the way to a gig. I feel very honored, like a bonafide road warrior. I wonder if I would be singing a different tune if the Good Samaritan never showed up. So thank you sir for allowing me to arrive in a timely fashion to the show and sing this tune.