My neighbour told me how she and her daughter, when a toddler, on their way back from visiting relatives in Canada, ended up stranded in a Canadian airport, her baggage got on the flight but she didn't, no local currency, no one all that interested in assisting until an elderly lady appeared, a total stranger just passing by, who took them home, fed them gave them a bed for the night and returned them to the airport next day after phoning to be certain that they had seats on a flight, checked the times and giving them breakfast before they set out.

Twenty years later she was still impressed by that lady and remembered her name.

Anne the Pleater