One night after attending a weekly therapy group at Good Samaritan Ministries in Beaverton, I spent two hours helping a friend help someone else with their car (I originally wanted to go get coffee). The battery cable clamp corroded off. Duct tape and zip ties did not hold the clamp to the battery post for long, the car stalled in 50 feet. My friend and I pushed the car into a parking spot and, graciously, another person had stayed to offer the one with the broken down car a ride home.
We were all going to go our separate ways when my friend and I decided to offer to go get the part needed and fix it. We went to Chevron, then 7 Eleven, then Fred Meyers, and finally found the part needed. On the way into Fred Meyers, I noticed Starbucks was open and asked my friend if he wanted to go ahead and get a coffee. He said “no” in so many words, which was a good Read more