Cincinnati Recap – Episode 3: Oh No!
As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. Cincinnati was an incredible trip—one I know I’ll treasure forever. Traveling with ALS is never easy. It requires a tremendous amount of planning, preparation, and packing. Thankfully, this was one of the smoothest trips we’ve had in quite a while.
It was time to head home. We hit the road around 10 a.m. and, thanks to Lonnie’s efficient driving skills (yes, cops tend to like driving fast too), we were making great time.
Then, in literally the middle of nowhere, the battery light came on.
Lonnie had dealt with this before in our van, so he immediately pulled over to check the battery cables. Everything looked fine, and the light disappeared. Problem solved? Not quite.
A few seconds later, the battery light came back on. At that point, Lonnie knew we needed to have it checked. He asked Siri for the nearest Advance Auto Parts, only to learn it would add nearly 100 miles to our trip—not happening. Fortunately, a NAPA Auto Parts was only 10 miles away.
We made it there, and an employee ran a diagnostic test. Just as Lonnie suspected, the alternator appeared to be failing. She recommended a local repair shop and pointed us in the right direction.
Lonnie gave Mom and I two options: keep driving and hope for the best, or head to the repair shop. Our expert opinion? “We don’t know.” Thankfully, Lonnie knows a lot more about vehicles than we do and chose the repair shop.
Not even halfway there, the van went into self-preservation mode.
Miracle #1: We made it to the shop.
The owner, Rock, confirmed the alternator was failing and told us we likely wouldn’t have made it another mile.
Miracle #2: They found the parts we needed.
Miracle #3: Rock turned out to be an incredible human being.
He understood the challenges we would face without our wheelchair-accessible van. In his small town, there were no accessible rental vans available—and none within 100 miles. Knowing our situation, he pushed aside his other work and promised to get us back on the road by 5 p.m. According to Lonnie, that turnaround time alone was a small miracle.
Rock delivered. By 4:30, the van was repaired and we were rolling again. The rest of the drive home was thankfully uneventful.
Rock and his crew saved us from a situation that could have quickly become a logistical nightmare. We are incredibly grateful for their kindness, urgency, and willingness to help complete strangers.
And now for the part you can’t make up…
The town where we were nearly stranded was Effingham, Illinois—home of the giant white cross, the second-largest cross in America.
You can call it coincidence if you want, but I see a series of blessings. From catching the problem when we did, to finding the right people at the right time, to getting safely back on the road just a few hours behind schedule, I truly believe someone upstairs was watching over us that day.
A huge thank you to the employees at NAPA and especially to Rock and his crew. Because of them, what could have been a disaster became just another memorable chapter in our Cincinnati adventure. ❤️ THE END!