Charity is alive and well in Small-town Utah

So Erin and I are on our way to Colorado for Spring Break. We decided to drive through Southern Utah, one of our favorite places in the world, to do a little hiking and fishing. Late last night, as Erin was sleeping in the back of the van, a deer leaped out in front of us and we hit it doing about 60 mph. We killed the thing, and smashed up the front of the van. We don't have full coverage insurance, and we are about 100 miles from the closest town with a commercial garage. So anyway, after we hit it, we are looking over the front of the van when a fellow traveller pulls up behind us and offers to follow us into "town" a few miles farther down the road. "Town" is Mt. Caramel Junction, a fork in the road with a gas station, motel and, oddly, a golf course. We are just east of Zion National Park, a mountain range between us and St. George, the closest city of any size. We slept in the van last night, poorly, not quite sure what the hell to do. I am not sure how badly the van is damaged. It could be all cosmetic; the grill and headlights are smashed... or it could be more serious. It is making a loud "thwacking" sound when the engine is on, which could be serious trouble, or just some debris caught in the fan. I don't want to drive it, and I'm sure a tow-job to St. George will be at minimum several hundred dollars.
So we decide to have breakfast in the golfcourse cafe, and to figure out what to do next. A man, Ed, comes to pour our coffee and asks us how we're doing, and I tell him not good; I tell him about the deer, and he says he'll get a list of numbers for us. After breakfast, he tells us he made some calls, and he couldn't get hold of the guys he had in mind, but another friend of his, who has no phone, may be home. He sends one of his employees to the guy's house to look for him, and he tells us, don't worry, he'll get someone to fix the van for us. In the mean time, Ed says, "Do you like caves? There's one down the way that is fun to explore, and there's a Samurai with the keys in it out front and you should take it to explore the cave while my friend works on your van." Let me repeat that; this guy, Ed, has found a mechanic for us, on SUNDAY, and has offered us his 4x4 with directions to a cave to explore while we wait for his frien to fix our van for us. All of this Ed just offers up, without our asking. It is simply amazing. Then, THEN he gives us two of the best mochas we've ever had, free of charge, and just tells us to "take care of his friend." Now that, my friends, is an example of humanity at its finest. That is the reason I want to move back to a small town. Ed is an inspiration, and I want to remember his kindness and pass it on in kind at the first opportunity.