To the editor:
I’m sharing this simple story because it demonstrates the power of the human spirit to spread joy, which I believe positively affects the universe. This brief encounter reminded me that there are good people everywhere and we need to pass that on.

It was a beautiful April day assuring spring’s arrival. A yen for ice-cream motivated me to journey to Sunshine Creamery in East Providence. When I arrived I was fourth in a socially distanced line. After standing a l-o-n-g time, I asked the gentleman in front of me if he would save my place, because I wanted to read the menu since it was my first time at the creamery.

So I stepped out of line, read the menu, salivated, knew what I'd order, and felt good that I could order quickly.

I returned to my spot and the gentleman asked, “See anything good?”

“Are you kidding — a lot?”

Waiting resumed and the line continued to grow behind me. Kids frolicked, pets waited patiently on leashes, and I wondered why the line moved so slowly. Finally after 20 minutes, the gentleman in front of me was first and then — he was at the counter and I was first!
A moment later, he waved to me indicating I should join him at the counter and order.

“Really,” I asked?

“Sure.”

So I stepped up to the counter and ordered. Within a few minutes the orders were on the counter. I reached for my wallet, but the gentleman, commanded, “My treat.” I was stunned for a moment. “Oh no, please if anyone should treat, I should. You were so thoughtful to let me order with you.”

Without missing a beat, he said, “No, no, I really want to do this. You seem like such a nice lady and you made the time go by quickly for me.”

After a minute of the proverbial battle to pay, he insisted; “Please, I really want to do this. It will make my day. I’m glad I surprised you.” He paid quickly and we stood off to the side.
We chatted a bit. I asked him his name.

“Tony”

He told me he moved recently, lives nearby and works in Massachusetts. I was thinking how could I send a gift of appreciation, but the information was insufficient and I was uncomfortable probing any further.

“I think I made your first time here memorable. Hope to see you again sometime.”

“You did and I will not forget your kind gesture, nor will I forget you. Thank you so much.”

What else could I say?

We waved goodby and I had a spoonful of delicious coffee yogurt smothered in hot fudge sauce enjoying an unforgettable encounter with a very special gentleman.
Thank you Tony for being among the special people who preform good deeds of kindness and generosity and expect nothing in return except personal satisfaction.

Suzanne Grossman
Riverside