The Good Aggie

Today I was at a stop light with all four of my children in Josh's truck. (He took my car to Austin because it costs us less in gas.) For those of you who don't know, Josh drives a big truck. It is a crew cab and a long bed. It makes me tired when I drive it. I love being bigger than everyone else but it sure is a pain to drive in the city. There are never parking places big enough. So...coming from the other direction is this old timey car. (It was one that was really cool and had been redone but you know it was very heavy) The car had pulled into the intersection and was waiting to turn across the traffic when there was a break. Well apparently his car broke down and he was unable to make his turn so when the light changed, he was blocking traffic. The cars going perpendicular to us began moving and were so rude. They all kept honking and trying to go around him. The guy had since then got out of his car and was desperately trying to push it out of the way. He was a young kid who looked like he was in high school. I felt so bad for him because no one would help him push the car instead people were just honking. The car was obviously extreamly heavy and he couldn't get it to move at all. I debated in my head what to do. I am a scronny little girl but my help would be better than no help. I was just worried about my kids. So when the light changed I made my turn and proceeded to pull over so I could turn into the parking lot and run over and try to help him. As I looked in the rear view mirror I finally saw a man running over to help push. As I watched I noticed he was wearing a maroon shirt. Could it be? Oh yes he was an Aggie. What is this world coming to that we can't even help each other get out of harms way. I was proud to see and Aggie doing the right thing.