New Yorkers

New Yorkers get a lot of bad rap for being rude, pushy, and cheat you if they can. I could write that post, but this is my town, and there’s a lot of kindness among its people.

We got on this almost full bus and stood squished toward the front. I had a shoe that needed to be tied. The laces threatened to trip me; Laurence accidentally stepped on one of them. The bus jerked and swayed. My mom taught me to be ladylike, but all grace fled. Then a not so young lady sitting in front of me bent over and tied my shoe! I was so appreciative, and it humbled me.

I recall the Bangladeshi man who stepped back to hold his umbrella over me while we crossed an intersection in a downpour, or the strong businessman who lifted Little Berniece’s stroller and carried it several flights out of a subway station. Recently, another bus rider informed me that my cell phone was about to slip from my jacket pocket.

There are many more such stories, but we’re about to arrive at Ft. Totten for a picnic with our friends. Perhaps, you have some stories to share of encounters with friendly New Yorkers. Berniece