This past Saturday (Aug. 15) my husband and I wanted to have a late lunch at an open air restaurant in Warren. While he was hunting a parking place, I made my way across Warren’s busy Main …
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This past Saturday (Aug. 15) my husband and I wanted to have a late lunch at an open air restaurant in Warren. While he was hunting a parking place, I made my way across Warren’s busy Main Street.
Just as I got to the other side, I stumbled and crashed into the curb. I was so stunned it took a moment to realize what had happened, as a very young black man with an angelic face and attitude crossed the street and extended his hand to help me up. He asked if I was ok and if all my joints were unhurt.
When I assured him that I was ok, he quickly retreated to his double-parked vehicle. I hadn’t time or the wits to ask his name.
In the meantime, another diner had come to check on me. I assured him I was ok and thanked the gentleman. Later, before he left the restaurant, he came to our table and inquired if I were in fact ok.
Here was a perfect example of black lives matter. All lives matter, even the life of this 81-year-old white woman. This was a great example of our common humanity in action.
To these two generous men, I offer my sincere “Thank You.”
Sylvia Reinholt
Bristol