This morning I went for an early run before work. Since I live in a cold(ish) climate, summer is marked by building and road construction. There has been ongoing work to replace and fix drain pipes in one particular neighborhood since May. I’ve watched the work progress from the fifth block of a ten-block section of the city and finally loop back onto the nearest main street.
Today, however, I also had the pleasure of observing an act of kindness that helped renew my increasingly jaded view of humanity. A minivan stopped next to three construction workers who were standing behind several orange cones. I watched as one of the workers walked over to talk to the driver. When he stepped back behind the cones and the van drove off, he was holding a box of a dozen donuts from the Dunkin’ Donuts a block away.
The construction workers looked at each other, baffled, and grinned. They looked over at me across the street and I could think of nothing else to do but join their smiles.