On Tuesday, Aug. 21, as I was driving to work, my car died on Route 107/Hicksville Road at No. Queens Avenue, just past Jerusalem Avenue in Massapequa. The car had no power at all; no lights, no horn, no flashers. As I was calling for help, a young woman pulled alongside me, putting herself in the lane of oncoming traffic, stopped, rolled down her window and screamed at me to put my flashers on. Before I had a chance to tell her that I had immediately tried that upon stalling out, she cursed at me and sped away. So much for helping someone in need.

Thankfully, there are still some nice people in this world. After "Miss Congeniality" left me sitting in the middle of Route 107, a man and his son, who couldn't have been more than 12- or 13-years-old, stopped and asked if I needed help. They pushed my car off the main road and onto No. Queens Avenue, the side street, asked if I had a phone to call someone and went on their way, wishing me good luck.

To the woman who was more concerned with berating me than in offering assistance, hopefully when you need help someday (and you will), someone will be kinder to you than you were to me.

To the man and his son who helped me, thanks! Not only did you assist me and move my car out of a dangerous position, you reaffirmed my belief, and hope, that not everyone is callous and uncaring these days. Thank you, again.

M. Kateridge