This past week I helped someone who doesn’t have a car by giving them a ride to an early morning appointment. I was parked on a street in the north end of Hartford (not a good neighborhood) waiting for my passengers.
Down the street a bit I could see that someone had fallen. It looked like the person was struggling to get up, but I was too far away to tell exactly what the situation was. I knew there were a lot of reasons this person could be in distress, but I also knew they might be having a stroke, a seizure, or some other kind of attack.
My passengers arrived and got in my car; one of the two being a 12-year-old boy. I was still watching the person trying to get up. The mom asked me if there was a problem because I wasn’t moving. I said no and pointed to the person struggling to get up.
Her son said, “Oh, that’s nothin’. He’s just one of those people. He’ll be fine.”
I asked if he knew who the person was.
“No. He’s just one of those people. Sometimes they sleep on the street. You don’t have to worry about him.”
I watched a woman walk past the person without even looking. I started driving and when I was alongside, I stopped. Now I could see that it was an older man with white hair. By then he had managed to use the fence to pull himself up, but he was very shaky on his feet. I rolled down the passenger window. He looked our way and I asked him if he was okay. He nodded his head and waived his cap at me, and we drove away.
The 12-year-old said, “See… It’s like I said, he’s just one of those people.”
Without thinking, I said, “That may be true, but I guess I’d rather be one of those people who stopped to check and make sure he was okay than to be one of those people who doesn’t even bother to look.”
Believe me, no one was more surprised than I was to hear those words escape my lips, but I was glad they found their way out. I was really glad the child in the back seat heard them too because the truth is, you never know who your good intentions will help. The only thing you can know for sure is that you’ll never help anyone if you keep your good intentions locked away.
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