“Sometimes it feels as if you’re driving in a race!” I said to myself as I changed lanes to exit Interstate 215 onto Union Park Avenue on my way to the office. Traffic was heavy, even though it was later in the morning, about 9:45 a.m.
I made the turn, south on the off ramp and scooted onto south Union Park Avenue. I passed through two traffic lights and was beginning to feel as if I was home-free when there was a commotion in front me before I started up the hill toward Union Heights.
A young man, who looked to be in his early 30s, had parked his SUV on the side of the street. I watched with growing interest as he dodged cars through three lanes of traffic in an attempt to reach the median. I slowed and held my breath as I tracked his movement. I wondered what he was doing. As he was about to reach the middle of the road, I saw his objective.
There was an elderly man who had just reached the median, after traversing three east bound lanes of the street. He was moving slowly and unsteadily using a walker!
I watched as the young man reached out, took someone’s grandfather gently by the arm, and helped him step off of the raised concrete median. Then he held out his other hand in a signaling manner to ask on-coming traffic to stop until they could walk together across the westbound lanes to the sidewalk. The scene made me smile.
“Sometimes it feels as if you’re driving in a race!” I said to myself as I continued up Union Park Avenue to the office. “And sometimes it feels as if you’ve just seen the ‘Good Samaritan.’” My car seemed to float as if on air after what I had witnessed.
The young man’s objective was to help another, and reminded all of us that while we’re driving in a race, we’re still part of the human race. He set a living example of a modern-day “Good Samaritan.”
Lynn Butterfield lives in Erda and is a managing broker for a real estate company.