Last night we had about five inches of snow were I live. Traveling on the highways to Denver from my home on the high plains was slow-going, because it was so cold (the high today was 22 degrees) and the roads were snow packed and slushy most of the way.
I pulled over to the side of the road tonight, because I needed to adjust my side view mirror. A man in a pickup pulled over, got out and came back to my car (I had my flashing blinkers on). He said, "It's cold out here tonight; I thought you might need some help." I explained that I had just wanted to adjust my mirror, and thanked him profusely. There was a man who was the living embodiment of the Christmas spirit!