That exactly what happened to this poor man's car right at our exit on I-84 E. He was trying to remove the snow around his car with a small shovel. We pulled by his side and asked if he needed help to which he gladly accepted. We pulled a little ahead of him so we would not block the exit furthermore. As my friends, G and S were trying to get down, we saw a snow plowing truck approaching. I had expected he would help the car guy. To my astonishment, he paused, and then just drove-off.
So, my friends got down, G took the shovel from the man's hand and S took the shovel from our car and both cleaned out the snow around the car's front tires. A struggle of 5 mins brought the car out of the sticky snow. After thank yous and good byes, G and S were back in the car and we drove off. G commented that the man looked much much older up close than he was from inside of a car. Plus, he had his wife, perhaps, in the car too. I cheered my friends and we drove back safely to our respective homes.
It's only a small act. Yet! Kudos to my two good friends, G and S!
What still bothers me is why didn't the snow plowing truck stop and help?