I stopped at a local convenience store tonight to cash in some scratcher lottery tickets that have been on my desk for a few months. When I got inside there was an old Black gentleman with a cane making a purchase at the register. The cashier told him the items he wanted would be $4.65 so the man pulled some dollar bills out of his wallet and handed them to her.
“How many is that?” he asked. The cashier told him it was four dollars. “How many more you need?” the man inquired. The reply came that he needed to give her one more dollar, which he did.
When I turned around the man was looking at me and seemed confused. “Do you need some help?” I asked. Before he could answer a younger woman came into the store and wanted to know what was taking the old man so long. She then looked at me. I told her I was trying to see if he needed some help because he seemed confused.
The old man blurted out, “That’s my daughter.” I acknowledged that fact and, seeing he was in good hands said, “I get confused sometimes too. Take care.”
At that point the lotto winnings were meaningless. I had won something a whole lot more valuable than money. I had won a new friend.
Today was a good day.
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