19. "Walking from Downtown Philly to the Shipyard in a Storm" In response to In response to 0
Dude picked up my dad and me and drove us the rest of the way home. I'm surprised he even saw us in that shit. I think I was like 6.
Another time some random fisherman helped bandage my hand after I cut it on a cluster of oyster shells when my friends and I were playing around this abandoned Fort/boat dock.
Not really guardian angel stuff, but I'm grateful they were there.