About 30 years ago, I didn’t have a car, and I had to beg a ride every time I wanted to go to Landmark to assist.
I spent hours in cars, in conversations I would not have had otherwise.
I talked to people at length that I would never have talked to. It enriched my life.
One of these people, half my age, drove me back and forth every Sunday. We talked a lot. She had a room full of stuff, neatly organized, figurines and such.