I used to be stupid.
I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen a hitchhiker. It used to be quite common. When I was only thirteen, my friends and I would hitch to school in the morning if we missed the bus, and hitch home after school when activities kept us past the bus schedule. This may sound risky by today’s standards, but almost all the rides we picked up were from neighbors or family members who were on their way to or from the train station.