Like other preppers, I topped off with gas. I pulled into our town’s Ingles for some ethanol-free fuel for our generators. Why? Well, where we live, it may grow pretty ugly over the next few days, and power loss is likely.

When I pulled in to fuel up, another man was already at the pump. He was filling four large cans with ethanol-free fuel for his own generators.

“Looks like we’re thinking alike,” I said.

He looked up, saw me in uniform, and said, “Bring your gas can on over. It’s on me.”

“Are you sure? You don’t have to do that.”

“I have a lot of points built up. Come on over,” he said.

He even filled up my can for me.

I loaded my filled can in my vehicle afterwards and returned to him and extended my hand. We shook hands.

“Stay safe,” he said.

“Likewise. And thanks again,” I said.

There are kind folks about, dear ones. They’re out there–even at the neighborhood Ingles gas pump before the storm arrives.