I was traveling from the ATL back home to Cincinnati when I caught a flat just as I entered Tennessee. I took the first exit where there was a Shell gas station. After asking several strangers for help in pulls this S.U.V. with three gentlemen. Unaware of who they were I ask if either of them could change a tire. One of the gentlemen who I now know to be Mr. Bones step up immediately and took on this task. While Mr. Bones was hard at work getting dirty and sweating in the summer heat just to…
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