Saturday, December 26, 2015

Good Samaritan at the post office

I went to the post office the other day to mail a heavy box for my wife Holly, and a kind man opened the door for me. He noticed that I was struggling using one arm — I walk with a cane — so he carried the box into the mailing area and held it until a spot came open up front.

I thanked him, and he went on.


But that's not the end of the story. He was talking on a cell phone when I went back out into the lobby. He looked at my Buckeyes sweatshirt, and told the person on the other end of the line that a Tar Heels fan in disguise was coming at him.


He opened the door for me, and we wished each other season's greetings.


Sadly, I didn't get a photo.


EARLY HAPPY NEW YEAR, GOOD SAMARITAN...


Here's your early Christmas card.


I found another Good Samaritan today (May 3, 2016). As I said earlier, I use a cane. I was about to push my shopping cart to the assigned area, and a man was pushing his cart past me. He said he'd take it, and he pushed it while pushing his cart full of groceries.

Fortunately, the cart area was on his way. And I was grateful.

I encountered two more Good Samaritans recently when I was taking cans and bottles to a recycle bin at nearby Covington Park. They were attending children in the play area at the park, but they came out to help me. When I came back with more recyclables, the man came back to help again.

That sort of thing happens now and then, and I'm always extremely thankful.


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