A thank you to a Good Samaritan
On Saturday evening, I attended the Chelsea Rotary's Cash Bash, completely unaware of two things: how much snow would fall in western Washtenaw and that my driver's side wiper would fall off at 9:30 p.m. that night in the Silver Maples' parking lot.
When I left the bash, I went to wipe off the inches of snow off my windshield, lifting up the wiper arms to get under them, when my wiper flew off its housing.
Frantic, I searched for the pin, which held the blade to the arm -- but it was long gone.
Minutes later, I ran back into Silver Maples, where quite a few people were still enjoying the Rotary event.
After asking a few people if they could help me out, one guy went straight to someone named Dennis.
Dennis took two safety pins, a coated paper clip and a rubber band and made magic. He pinned, twisted and fastened the wiper back to the arm so I could safely make the long drive home on I-94.
You see, at this point Saturday night, the snow was still falling so hard that it would have been impossible to drive without a wiper, and I currently live 50 minutes away on a good day. Saturday night, it took me an hour and a half.
So -- Dennis, thank you for your ingenuity and kindness. And if anyone knows Dennis, let me know, so I can, at the very least, send him a thank you card.
When I left the bash, I went to wipe off the inches of snow off my windshield, lifting up the wiper arms to get under them, when my wiper flew off its housing.
Frantic, I searched for the pin, which held the blade to the arm -- but it was long gone.
Minutes later, I ran back into Silver Maples, where quite a few people were still enjoying the Rotary event.
After asking a few people if they could help me out, one guy went straight to someone named Dennis.
Dennis took two safety pins, a coated paper clip and a rubber band and made magic. He pinned, twisted and fastened the wiper back to the arm so I could safely make the long drive home on I-94.
You see, at this point Saturday night, the snow was still falling so hard that it would have been impossible to drive without a wiper, and I currently live 50 minutes away on a good day. Saturday night, it took me an hour and a half.
So -- Dennis, thank you for your ingenuity and kindness. And if anyone knows Dennis, let me know, so I can, at the very least, send him a thank you card.