Thank You, Stranger
At the end of a 30-hour journey home from China on Saturday, I was unable to find my car in long-term parking at Dulles International Airport. A man who had ridden with me on the bus to the parking lot and subsequently saw me searching for my car drove up next to me and asked if I wanted a ride to find the car.
Gratefully, I accepted, and after being driven through no fewer than 10 lanes of parked cars, I finally set off my car alarm with my key chain remote control. It was 7 a.m., and, needless to say, the person helping me had also just arrived after a red-eye flight from somewhere. Without any reason other than basic kindness, he said, "We can drive around until we find your car."
Whoever you are, sir, thank you. My seemingly endless day was shortened by your simple act of compassion. People still care.