I have a couple to get the ball rolling. Nothing tremendously heroic, but both are worth honorable mention.

The first one was actions taken by my son. He was stopped at a red light on a 6 lane divided highway, when out of the corner of his eye, he noticed movement. He glanced over at the car next to him, and a small kitten dropped out onto the road from the undercarriage - right by one of the tires. If the car moved, it would have been the end of kitty. Son jumped out of his car and started banging on the window of the other car, until the woman rolled the window down. In the meantime, the light turned green and other cars, not knowing what was going on, started honking their horns impatiently. Son is holding up his hands and waving them - getting people to calm down and not to move their cars. The woman in the other car got out, and between the 2 of them, they managed to rescue a very frightened kitten from the middle of a very busy highway - and from certain death. She had no idea where the cat came from - it wasn't hers - but living in the country, it could have come from just about anywhere. Another woman and her young son pulled off the highway to see what was happening, and she offered to give the kitty a home. A happy ending!

The second involved me and some total strangers. It was a cold day and a freezing drizzle was falling. I glanced out my front window and saw a car skid off the road and end up in the ditch across the street from my house. After not seeing any movement in the car, I decided to walk out to see if anyone needed help. I got almost to the road and stepped off of the grass (which wasn't slippery), onto the gravel driveway (which was slippery), and my feet went out from under me and I landed with a thud and couldn't get up. Cars are going by and either no one noticed me laying there, or just couldn't be bothered stopping to help. Finally a couple of guys in a pickup truck saw me and stopped, carried me almost 100' back to the house, got me inside and called for an ambulance, and then went to check out the car in the ditch - 2 teenage girls and they weren't hurt. As it was, I had a fractured femur which required surgery - almost a week in the hospital - then another 2 weeks in rehab - and several months of outpatient p.t. after that. I certainly wish I had gotten those guys names so I could at least have thanked them properly when I was able. And when I was in the hospital - in walks a nurse with her teenage daughter, with a big bouquet of flowers for me. Come to find out that it was the teen that was driving the car that I went out to check on, and she felt responsible for me ending up in the hospital and wanted to try to cheer me up.