The other day I drove up to the light at the corner of my street and was sitting in line waiting to make my turn. I was looking around and noticed that cars were moving really slowly through the light so I looked ahead and saw this man parked just past center of the light and he was standing behind his vehicle. Then I saw a pile of 2×4 pieces of wood dumped on the road. He was quickly trying to pick them up and throw them into the back of his truck. As I was sitting there watching this I thought I can’t believe all these cars are just slowly passing him but no one is stopping to help him.
In my head I was trying to figure out if when the light changed and it was my turn could I some how stop and help him. Would I be of any help because these pieces looked pretty heavy even for him?
Then the light changed and as I was making my turn and was passing the man I saw two gentleman running from their cars across the street to help the man. I was so glad because he looked out of breath trying to move fast so the spilled wood wouldn’t cause an accident.
When I got close enough I saw a big smile on the man’s face as he saw these two gentlemen running over to help him. I know this wasn’t necessarily my “special moment” but it made me feel really good to know this man was being helped by complete strangers. My faith in the goodness of mankind has not been altered.