Originally Posted by Redgirl

I always think to myself that I should stop and help, but then I hesitate and the moments gone.

My dad stops and helps people all the time and I remember once when I was about 12 my family was driving home from the mall during a snowstorm and we passed this kid walking with just a light jacket on. My dad stopped and I got out and asked him if he wanted a ride, which he accepted. He lived right around the corner from us and after that we were friends until he moved away. So I always think I should help people like that still, but I'm just too scared of the possible ramifications. Maybe I am just paranoid, but I always hold myself back.

The flip side of this is a few years ago my dad called me up and made me promise over and over that I would never try to change a flat tire on a busy highway. He said just keep driving and exit off even if you ruin the rim. My mom tells me later that he passed a woman during rush hour the morning before with a flat she was trying to change and he almost stopped but was in a big hurry. Literally minutes later she was killed by a passing semi and he saw it on the news that night. I think he's still kind of bothered by that. Of course I think if he was helping her, that might have been him killed by that semi.

(sorry this got so loooooong!)