Money in the Wind

It must have been past Easter time, because the leaves were on the big Sycamore by the parking lot entrance to Phil’s Restaurant, where a couple stood under the tree with a hand-scrawled sign, “Can’t pay the rent.”  They had a baby with them.

I stopped the car and got out to talk with them.  They seemed to be communicating the truth.  My bank was just around the corner at that time, under the railroad trestle to the next two stop lights.  I withdrew a small amount and came back and handed it to them.

I don’t know if it helped, but I never saw them again.  In this life we meet people and we never know what effect we have on them, good or bad.

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