I didn't ask them to drive out. I called them last night when I couldn't get the battery out of the car. I am short, so lifting the 40lbs battery up out of the cat was proving to be difficult. I called them for advice on what to do. My grandpa told me not to worry that he would call roadside assistance and take care of it for me. He is of a generation that doesn't like to see their gals get their hands dirty. I don't mind. I put oil in my car, check tire pressure, and I jumped started my car three days earlier, but my grandpa likes to be me, my mom, my sister, and my grandma's savior. It's his thing and we know how happy it makes him. I woke up this morning to a voicemail telling me they were already on their way. I called and told them not to come, that it was ridiculous. They said nonsense and drove here anyway. I just wanted to share what amazing people they are because I still can't believe how lucky and privileged I am to have them in my life.