Okay, so my wife and I both work at St. Jude Children's Research Hospital. We work the same hours so we ride together. It's a 26 mile drive and there is quite a bit of open country between where we live and Memphis, TN. We were on a stretch of southbound Hwy 51 in the middle of nowhere when we saw a man on the shoulder of the northbound lanes staggering like he was hurt. People were just driving by him. We knew we had to stop, but there was no way to safely stop where we were, so we sped up, made it to the next turn-around, which was around a mile away and then sped back to where he was. In that time not one person had stopped to see if he needed help. By the time we got back to the guy he was on the ground. I got out, ran to him and asked him if he needed help. This guy was between 60 and 70 years old. He said his car had recently been repossessed and he had been walking to a Marathon station a few miles up the road where some people he knew were going to give him a ride. He said he was a diabetic and I could see he was in pretty bad shape. He had fallen and hurt his leg and couldn't get back up. He also said that he had lost his cell phone when he fell, so I looked where the grass was flattened where he fell but couldn't find it. I had my wife back the car up and we loaded him in the back seat and drove him to the Marathon station. He sure needed a shower but he hadn't been drinking, which to be honest was my first thought. When we got to the station I helped him out of the car and asked if he needed me to buy him anything to eat or drink and he said no. I helped him to the door and he shook my hand and thanked me. I just can't believe no-one else stopped to help when it was obvious this man was in distress. I understand that in this day and age it can be risky, but sometimes you take the risk when someone appears to be in trouble.