Happened in December 1968. A lady with a very tired worn out 57 Chevy 4dr, 235 stick had brought the car to our shop a couple months earlier to have it patched just enough to get her to work. Her car, her clothes, her shoes, nails, etc., reflected that she had very little money to spend and I could see it pained her to ask for time pay out for the repair. She had been driving the 15 miles to work in second gear because the syncro drum was so bad she could no longer hold it in high. I told her we had several of those transmissions from an oval track car that we pulled the weak sycro drum type Chevy from to use the very strong Ford top loader and I would furnish the trans and install it for $35. She had a low end job at a place nearby that made school desks and every single pay day she brought in something even if it was fifty cents---all that she could spare. The pay day before Christmas she brought in FIVE DOLLARS. I asked her if she could spare that much so close to Christmas and she said not really but she wanted to make sure I had money to buy MY family a present. I stapled the five to her bill, marked paid in full, and handed it to her. The tearful look of gratitude and heartfelt thank you was the very best Christmas present I have ever received. Merry Christmas to all; Evan