The Christmas story which stands out most:
We were following friends to their place for a bit of Christmas cheer and comraderie, and stopped by the local grocery store on the way. We waited in our car while one of our friends went into the store. All parking spaces in our row beyond us were vacant.
A little beater car came through the lot and drove up to our car, driver window to driver window, and the driver motioned us to put the window down. The driver was a white male in his mid-upper 30's, and he had a white female passenger about the same age.
We put the window down.
He said, "I hate to bother you, but can you drive up to the McDonald's (nearby) with us and buy us a burger? We just need some food. I've asked 3 people so far and they've cussed me out! I really don't want your money. I'd be grateful if you would just stop by McDonald's and pay for a burger".
He seemed both exasperated and sincere, and was definitely sober. No sign of any sort of "high".
I reached for my wallet, but didn't have very high hopes. I didn't know if there was any cash in it or not, but if so it was meager. I rarely carry any.
Jack beat me to it, and gave the guy the $5.00 bill from his.
He was very grateful.
When our friend came out and we went on, we passed the McDonald's. Sure enough, they were there.
I wish we could have done more.
I don't know these folks' story, but please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.