Gellert pit stop

Not me delivering kindness, but other locals. It’s 2010 and I had just inherited a ’67 Buick so first things first, take it for a drive! A friend and I pulled into the Gellert and turned the car off to just chat for a bit and nurse our coffees, as one does. Little did we know that the car would refuse to turn back on… The old beast was stubborn.

We hadn’t noticed, but a few others around our age had parked not far away and noticed our struggle. Over they came, jumper cables in hand, ready to save our day – and that’s just what they did. I’ll remember that forever. The best part? We were all women and that still makes me smile 12 years later.

- Emily