Looks like I did something that is worthy of posting here. I had just gotten out of the dentist's office and was out side about to lite up a cigar. A little old lady with a funny looking cane called me over. Mister she said can you help me. I asked what she wanted and all she wanted was to cross Queens Blvd. Without hesitation I took her by the hand and started to cross the street with her. Now if you are unfamiliar with Queens blvd it has a nick name, It is called the Blvd of Deaths because so many pedestrians get hit in that area. We took it slow as she could not walk fast and it took over 20 minutes to get across. By the time we crossed I knew her whole life story. She was 92 but had all her wits and still had a good grip with her hand. I felt I like I was a boy Scot crossing her. At the end she wanted to pay me for crossing the street and of coarse I would not take it. She wanted to give me $5 which was way to much. I brought her right to the front door that she was trying to go to and then she started crying because I would not take the money. As I walked away she started to get louder so I came back. I told her if she had 1 dollar I would take that. She did have a dollar and handed it to me. This made her feel as good as it did me walking her across. She wanted me to stay with her as she offered to buy my breakfast at the diner. I was late already so I could not. Once I saw her inside, I left. There was a pan handler sitting in the middle of the block. He did not have a cup out but I could tell that is what he was. Anyway that Panhandler is now a dollar richer. I ended up doing 2 good deeds in 20 minutes time.
When I got home and told my family they were both happy to hear that I did that. I know my son would have helped her across as well which makes me feel good. After thinking about this. I recalled as a child my mother walking home with some heavy shopping bags. She was tired and could not make it and had to stop as she was out of breath. A good Samaritan saw and came over to help her and walked with the bags to our house which was a good 6-7 block walk from there. My mom gave the man a few dollars which he regretably took. I felt bad that I was not with my mom to help her as I was in School but was happy she got the help. I remember this as I was walking the old lady. This is sort of like the Pay it forward movie only it took me a while to do my end.
I meant to post this the other day but I forgot.
