Leaving a store, I returned to my car only to find that I’dlocked my keys and cell phone inside. A teenager riding his bike saw me kick atire and say a few choice words. “What’s wrong?” he asked. I explained mysituation. “But even if I could call my wife,” I said, “she can’t bring me hercar key, since this is our only car.” He handed me his cell phone. “Call yourwife and tell her I’m coming to get her key.” “That’s seven miles round trip.”“Don’t worry about it.” An hour later, he returned with the key. I offered himsome money, but he refused. “Let’s just say I needed the exercise,” he said.Then, like a cowboy in the movies, he rode off into the sunset.