The Man At The Bus Stop
--by lewski711, posted Sep 18, 2016
A few days ago in the morning, as I was waiting at the light in front of the gas station, a man pushing a loaded down cart walked in front of me at the intersection. I recognized him. He was someone I had seen at the bus station before.
When I came home later in the day, I noticed him sitting at the bus stop again. And, the next morning, there he was. When I came home that evening, he was still there.
Suddenly I started noticing this man at the bus stop and realized he wasn't catching any bus. So, today I finally pulled into the gas station and introduced myself.
The man's name is Bill. He was reading a book and I apologized for interrupting him. I told him that I see him sitting there everyday and wondered what he needed, if anything.
Bill smiled and told me that the money from his check runs out halfway through the month and that sometimes people help him out with food. I plan on buying some extra groceries when I shop next and find out what kinds of books he likes to read.
I wonder how many others are like me and see someone in need everyday, but never think to ask them what they can do to assist.