Ok. So it may not be what comes to mind for you when I mention a Multiple Person Transport Vehicle, but believe me, after going to the effort of walking from the Villages into the nearest town for work, you are grateful for anything.
This vehicle was integral to the life of several villages. The Man who drove it was a local hero.
A few times a year he would also take groups of people on day trips, he never took anything for these journeys. He would accept nothing but our smiles and our gratitude.
Heroes don’t have to have special powers, to be able to fly or climb tall buildings. They just have to make a difference, to make people’s lives a bit better. Like he did.
This story was written for a Tell The Story challenge that Mel of Crushed Caramel, Tagged me in.
Thank you, Mel 🙂
I wanted to write something to match the picture that would also be an uplifting story. I hope I have done that.
I would like to nominate
A Guy Called Bloke
And ANYONE Else who’d like to take part.
Here is the picture: