This does get to the fire. Opra Winfrey brought this up many yea=
rs ago. To do something kind to a perfect stranger. And it's a good concept=
to also include people around us. You're setting at a stop light. That per=
son to your right. Let them get out of the drive that their stuck in. That =
family next door that has a dog that barks a lot. Coe workers that you know=
their face. But nothing more about them. A simple smile just might help th=
em on a day of stress. That their having. And your smile to them. Can give =
your day a little boast. Clubs are a little different. We join clubs as a s=
tress reliever. And their related internet sites. For some joy/kindness to =
start with. A stress relief valve. Of sort. In a stress filled world. That =
smile is a start. But in a club. Dialogue is a super stress relief valve. F=
or stress in, and out of the club. As that's what clubs are to be. I m=
entioned what's above. Because I was on the receiving end of a random act o=
f kindness. BIG TIME. Nov 29,2016, at 10:46 PM. On I-88. West of Chicago. I=
was heading home. From one of my GMCMI promo displays. That I have now qui=
t doing. I had started to smell wood burning. I pulled into a rest stop. T=
he new complete exhaust system looked fine. After all. It was just put on t=
he previous February. It must be from a wood burning stove in the area. Th=
en back on I-88. Then. About 15 miles down the road. A tractor/trailer pull=
s up next to me. Honking is horn, flashing his headlights. He had also turn=
ed on his inside dome lights. He was a young black man. Pointing his finger=
vigorously. Toward the bottom of our GMC. Just by his body language. Somet=
hing was seriously wrong. I was with in 300 ft from an off ramp. That had l=
ots of light. I pulled into the V of the ramp. Got out. To fine that the wo=
od flood. Above the aluminum skin was smoldering.( The seam on the top of t=
hat new muffler had split open.) My water tank was empty. ( Never do that a=
gain.) I only had some water bottles. Then another interesting thing happen=
ed. When I was just getting out. I saw two fire trucks. Coming down the off=
ramp. It didn't dawn on me then. But how did they know? Later I found out.=
That the truck driver had called 911. At the town. That he'd have me at th=
at upcoming off ramp. That was one very bright, and thoughtful young man. I=
tried hard to find out who he was. Never found out. I've always been a=
big supporter of random acts of kindness. It's fun to do. It's the. What g=
oes around. Comes around. It's Truely great to be on both ends. Just try t=
o play nice. If you have issues with others. Dialogue is the true road to t=
he truth, and peace. Bob Dunahugh
rs ago. To do something kind to a perfect stranger. And it's a good concept=
to also include people around us. You're setting at a stop light. That per=
son to your right. Let them get out of the drive that their stuck in. That =
family next door that has a dog that barks a lot. Coe workers that you know=
their face. But nothing more about them. A simple smile just might help th=
em on a day of stress. That their having. And your smile to them. Can give =
your day a little boast. Clubs are a little different. We join clubs as a s=
tress reliever. And their related internet sites. For some joy/kindness to =
start with. A stress relief valve. Of sort. In a stress filled world. That =
smile is a start. But in a club. Dialogue is a super stress relief valve. F=
or stress in, and out of the club. As that's what clubs are to be. I m=
entioned what's above. Because I was on the receiving end of a random act o=
f kindness. BIG TIME. Nov 29,2016, at 10:46 PM. On I-88. West of Chicago. I=
was heading home. From one of my GMCMI promo displays. That I have now qui=
t doing. I had started to smell wood burning. I pulled into a rest stop. T=
he new complete exhaust system looked fine. After all. It was just put on t=
he previous February. It must be from a wood burning stove in the area. Th=
en back on I-88. Then. About 15 miles down the road. A tractor/trailer pull=
s up next to me. Honking is horn, flashing his headlights. He had also turn=
ed on his inside dome lights. He was a young black man. Pointing his finger=
vigorously. Toward the bottom of our GMC. Just by his body language. Somet=
hing was seriously wrong. I was with in 300 ft from an off ramp. That had l=
ots of light. I pulled into the V of the ramp. Got out. To fine that the wo=
od flood. Above the aluminum skin was smoldering.( The seam on the top of t=
hat new muffler had split open.) My water tank was empty. ( Never do that a=
gain.) I only had some water bottles. Then another interesting thing happen=
ed. When I was just getting out. I saw two fire trucks. Coming down the off=
ramp. It didn't dawn on me then. But how did they know? Later I found out.=
That the truck driver had called 911. At the town. That he'd have me at th=
at upcoming off ramp. That was one very bright, and thoughtful young man. I=
tried hard to find out who he was. Never found out. I've always been a=
big supporter of random acts of kindness. It's fun to do. It's the. What g=
oes around. Comes around. It's Truely great to be on both ends. Just try t=
o play nice. If you have issues with others. Dialogue is the true road to t=
he truth, and peace. Bob Dunahugh