Over spring break we took our older son to one of our favorite local haunts. There you could bite into a hearty hamburger, or take your teeth out for a piece of flavorful fish. Of course our twenty four year old son was the youngest person in the restaurant, and I came in second.
While we were finishing our meal, we heard a large gasp at the table behind us. Apparently the bus boy brought over the man's walker, and his legs buckled as he tried to stand up. Fortunately, the fast acting bus boy caught the elderly man in time.
The whole incident happened so quickly, before anyone else had a chance to react. Though the family was grateful, I was surprised that more fuss wasn't made.
The next family to leave had another man in a walker whose wife wasn't taking any chances. She walked beside her husband holding onto the back of his belt. He didn't even seem to mind that she was giving him a wedgie.
As we were leaving I told the middle-aged bus boy that he was a hero. He humbly replied, "I was just doing my job."
