I was especially touched by the kindness of strangers in NY when I read this comment related to article above. I remember the gas rationing days!
“My two-year-old son’s fierce regimen of chemo for leukemia coincided with the gas rationing of 1979-80. He had to be at the hospital for chemo or radiation nearly every day, and was rushed there often for life-threatening pneumonias. When I told the gas station owner why we needed gas he said: “Leave your car parked here tonight.” When we returned in the morning the tank was full and there was a lollipop on the car seat. He did this as many times as we needed. The hospital parking lot attendant stopped charging us. He said our smile was enough. My son was NY City’s child, too. Thirty-six this year, he’s a kind man, always willing to help others. Keep on, lovely Suleika, you’re helping, too.”