This past summer my husband was in a wheelchair and being a very short woman, it was very difficult for me to load his chair into my car trunk. We were out one afternoon and not thinking I parked on a surface that sloped down hill. I didn't seem to have a problem getting the chair out of the trunk but loading it back in was another story. Although several healthy looking men walked by and looked right at me, no one offered to help. Then a young man with pants falling off, several body piercings and multiple tattoos walked up and loaded the chair. I really appreciated what this young man did for me. I also felt so ashamed of myself because in the past I have not spoken well of people who looked like this young man looked. It really made we understand what is ment by the saying you can't judge a book by the cover.