Christmas On The Road: A simple gesture

Five years ago on Christmas Eve, my wife and I decided to work over the holiday. Having already had Christmas with our grandkids a few days earlier we were sitting in our truck at the Pilot at exit 5 on I-95 in Maryland.

As we were watching TV a quiet knock on our door revealed a girl of about 10 standing there and a car with her parents sitting in front of our truck.

When I rolled down my window she handed me a Christmas card, said, “merry Christmas”, smiled and got back into the car with her parents. They waved and drove off.

Those people have no idea how touched my wife and I were, and still are, by that simple gesture. 19 years of driving and that was the only Christmas we spent on the road.