Yesterday, on my way home from work, I was northbound on 9th Avenue, right in front of the fire department. For whatever reason, traffic was stopped for several minutes and very few cars worked their way through the intersection. I assumed there must have been a crash ahead of me.
As I inched forward, I could see a single car broken down in the left lane and everyone was attempting to get around him and go on their way. As I approached in the right lane, I saw the driver get out and attempt to push his car into the turn lane to at least get it out of the primary lanes of traffic. I quickly pulled into the city parking lot and jogged over to help push.
I tell you this, not to toot my own horn, because I really didn't think about it until this morning. It occurred to me: How come with dozens of able-bodied, frustrated people, trying to get around him, that it didn't occur to anyone else to get out and help him? Even if for no other reason than to allow everyone to go on their way, let alone to help someone who needed assistance?
I can't count the number of times I've been in that situation over my lifetime where I've stopped to help push a disabled car out of the way, to help someone change a tire, to give someone directions, to render first aid at an accident scene.... What has changed in our society that everyone is so-o-o busy that we can't help a brother out?
Jus my musings this morning.