Over the years, that evening became one of those stories you remember fondly but only tell on occasion. Life moved on. Our kids grew up. The world changed.
But that phrase — “Just pass it on” — lingered quietly in the back of my mind, like a bookmark left in a beloved novel.
The News That Stopped Time
There, on the screen, was a familiar face — older now, but unmistakable. The same young man who had stopped for us that night. His name appeared in bold letters beneath his photo, along with words that made my heart sink:
Local doctor dies heroically while saving others.
The story that followed described how he had risked his own life to rescue people trapped during an accident. He didn’t make it out himself.
I stared at the television in silence, the years collapsing in an instant. I could still see him standing on that lonely road, offering a ride to two stranded strangers without expecting a thing in return.
Tears welled in my eyes as I finally understood the weight of what he’d said all those years ago.
The True Meaning of “Pass It On”
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