Blackbird said:
On a side note, T was saying that if someone finds an old man carrying a bucket to pick him up and give him a ride because he's a lot of fun.
Where are you T?
The days are still here.
I'm here now! I don't have net at home, so at work is all you've got me, Merle!
I've hitched rides around town, especially in my younger days. Would I now? Not unless I had to. Heard too many horror stories.
I've picked up hikers, but only when the gut, mind & heart all said OK. If I had my kids with me, then no way, no matter what gut, heart & head said. The guy I'm refering to below was one of those gut calls.
It was Christmas morning several years ago. DH & I ran to the grocery store for cranberry sauce (what else?

) and a few other things that got ruined when a cat knocked shelves over. As we approach the next town (closest grocery) we both spot a hudled figure on the opposite side of the highway. Its raining cats & dogs, a cold, miserable day. Had been raining all day. I looked at him, he looked at me and we both said "We have to." So we get turned around and see the guy perk up as we pull along side. Old guy, in his late 60s or early 70s, still hale, but with the marks of a long joyous life stamped on his face. He's got a heavy duty backpack and a 5 gallon bucket. He hops in, thanking us & God profusely. Telling us that we are the answer to his prayer. Apparently he said Amen about the time we spotted him. Says his name is J Streeter, he's a window man and he works for Jesus. He collects prayer requests in his bucket & passes out booklets on facing fears, finding your usefullness & how God loves you. Every time he gets to a hotel or truckstop where he can get wireless, he sends an email to everyone on his list with all the prayer requests. He was given a laptop after asking God for a purpose to his life. Now he wanders the states, stopping here & there to wash windows for extra cash and spreading the gospel, love & prayer.
We spot him from a mile away and always give him a ride. No matter where we're going or how late doing it will make us.
On the flip side, I've had a young woman get in the car with me and try to pull a knife. I had my pistol under my leg and was aiming at her while she was still talking about the violent meeting of my body & her knife. I put her out without her stuff (it was in my trunk, the idiot) on the side of the interstate and called highway patrol at the next stop. That was the first, last & only time I've ever given anyone a ride that I didn't 1. Know very well or 2. All systems above checked out.