Lesson Eight The Kindness of Strangers Mike Mclntyre 1
One summer I was driving from my home town of Tahoe City, Calif， to New Orleans
In the middle of the desert， I came upon a young man standing by the roadside
He had his thumb out and held a gas can in his other hand
I drove right by him
There was a time in the country when you' d be considered a jerk if you passed by somebody in need
Now you are a fool for helping
With gangs, drug addicts, murderers, rapists, thieves lurking everywhere， involved” has become a national motto
Several states later I was still thinking about the hitchhiker
Leaving him stranded in the desert did not bother me so much
What bothered me was how easily I had reached the decision
I never even lifted my foot off the accelerator
Does anyon
