It was late. Near midnight. 2006. He was drunk. He needed chips. He saw the lawn tractor in the driveway. A rare visionary suburbanite seized the moment. Saw the full potential of power mowers -- comfortable fuel efficient transport vehicles -- and had the courage and conviction to act . . . even at the cost of spending hard time (i.e., an hour or two) in local lock-up, and facing the wrath of his community (i.e., the white haired lady whose chrysanthemum garden he road over in his drunken joy ride). ...Learn about more heroes.