I used to live in a neighborhood without sidewalks. People would often stop their cars to ask me if I was OK and if I needed a ride somewhere when I was walkin

I used to live in a neighborhood without sidewalks. People would often stop their cars to ask me if I was OK and if I needed a ride somewhere when I was walking to the local convenience store. It was less than a mile away. One of the many reasons why I will probably not be moving back to the suburbs if I can possibly avoid it. Most the others seem to center on walking, too: Not being able to walk to the grocery store; not being stuck in a situation where going out to the bar would be synonymous with drinking and driving, not spending my after-dinner strolls in a ditch. . .