With all the devastation just three hours away, it was nice to have a bit of levity. The propane truck got stuck in our drive way. Stanley and I immediately put our heads together, trying to determine how we could best help the guy. Very calmly, the driver told us not to worry. He just needed a "pushacito." It was a new vocabulary word for me, but I grasped the meaning very quickly. The tractor driver here at the hacienda saw the problem and volunteered to do the job. No chains required.
Next time you get stuck - maybe all you need is a "pushacito."
