We've All Got Connections

I finally caved a couple of years ago and got a cellphone. I was driving across the country from Los Angeles to the east coast and invested a few extra bucks for the AAA "premier" card, which entitled me to a 200 mile free tow if the need arose. The phone made sense. What good would the tow be if I broke down 200 miles from civlization and there was no way to call one? I got all the way to Maine and back, and was about four hours from home when I pulled into a rest area. I relieved myself, walked the dogs, and was about to make the last final push when I saw that the right rear tire was flat. It was the God who looks after fools, I thought, the one who has blessedly sat on my shoulder lo these many years, telling me I didn't make a mistake getting the AAA card. On the other hand, a few feet from my car was a public phone booth. The cell phone, my private deity was informing me, was excessively cautious.