From Hidden Brain Media, I'm Shankarvedantin. This is My Unsung

Hero, stories where one person reached out to help another in a time of need.

My unsun hero is the kind stranger who helped me get to my grandfather's funeral.

And he just says, today you tomorrow me.

And I never.

Thank you very much for changing my life.

Today's story comes from Megan Atherton.

One summer day in 2009, Megan and a friend were driving from Annapolis, Maryland to our hometown in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

She was 23 years old, had just been evicted, and was hopeful she'd find a place to stay back

home.

But on the way, her car broke down.

My cell phone was dead because the electricity had been turned off.

Eventually I got some police help and they were able to take us to a repair shop nearby in Ellicott City.

We didn't have enough money to do any kind of a repair and we were too far away from Pittsburgh and couldn't go back obviously to the house.

So we had nowhere to go.

Someone else in the waiting room. So we had nowhere to go.

Someone else in the waiting room, Tony, heard us,

and she offered to take us to Pittsburgh.

The only caveat was that her cat had diabetes so she couldn't leave just then she had to go home and give him the medication that they needed in the night.

So instead of waiting, she took us in, gave us dinner.

We watched Young Frankenstein together and she gave us a place to sleep and then in the

morning she drove us all the way to Pittsburgh. I don't know how I never got her last name. I know it's not possible

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