My wife and ate at our favorite local restaurant last night. On our way in, a couple in front of us held the door so I could enter with my walker. The fellow acknowledged my "Vietnam Veteran" cap and thanked my for my service as I thanked them for their courtesy. We had never seen this couple before, but after our dinner, our waitress informed us there would be no bill because the other couple had paid it, but asked that we not be told until after they left! What a wonderful surprise, and one that we will certainly pass on when appropriate!
One day I noticed that there was an old black man with white hair picking through the mixed recycling for aluminum. I'm not sure if he is homeless or just poor. After seeing this I started crushing my aluminum cans and placing them in a separate box. Then when I make my glass run I give my cans to the gentleman whose name I found out was Curtis. One day Curtis was looking in the box I gave him and he said, "you like the good beer I see." I said that I did and asked him if he enjoyed a cold beer on occasion. He said he did. My recycling run changed again. Now I bring Curtis, my scrap aluminum, two cans of beer and a big bottle of water. You should see him smile when he sees my truck pull up.
