Yeah, me too! I had to dry my eyes to read the rest of the page and the texts following that. Having always lived in 'the city', there were not too many times that I saw situations like this growing up.
We did have an old man, Bill, that ran the local gas station. We would always take our bikes to him when we had flat tires or needed the chain oiled. He would teach us how to patch the inner tube or turn the bike over to slowly spin the crank and oil the chain. He never asked for any money. But, back then, there was always a deposit on soda pop bottles and milk jugs and such. People always tossed them into the fields while driving instead of returning them. We collected the bottles and brought them to Bill, for which he exchanged to the supplying companies for the deposit. We always told him to keep the money for helping us.
The station closed up and we never knew what happened to old Bill, but he taught us a lot as kids and I for one am grateful for it. Thanks for bringing that memory back up @Aussie_oi_oi I'll go through the day with a warm smile inside.