after waiting a few minutes I walked to the
door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a
frail, elderly voice. I could hear something
being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in
her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said.
She took my arm and we walked
slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing',
'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said. When we
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly..
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city.
We drove through the neighborhood where she
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon,
We drove in silence to the address she had given me.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to
the door. The woman was already seated in a
'How much do I owe you?'
She asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said
'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into
day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had
gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient
to end his shift?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have
We're conditioned to think that our lives
But great moments often catch us