Reb Yisrael Baruch Wieder shared another story:
When I worked as a rav in an abattoir near Kiryat Gat, I was once waiting to get a ride. Suddenly, I noticed Reb Shmuel driving by; he was returning from Netivot, from the home of the Baba Sali, and he happily invited me into the car. He asked where I lived, and I said, Kiryat Vizhnitz in Bnei Brak. I knew that he would be driving right by Kiryat Vizhnitz on his way home to Rechov Saadya Gaon.
When we arrived to Kiryat Vizhnitz, he asked me, “Where exactly do you live?” I told him that it wasn’t far from where we were, and that I would get off so he could continue on his way. But he insisted, “Let me take you right to your house.”
Although he’d just had a very long drive, he did the chessed wholeheartedly. He was even happier than a taxi driver who gets paid for the ride. I could sense how he did it so wholeheartedly; this was something I’d never seen before.
