On Monday I was to meet friends at Romano’s Greek Restaurant in Brandon for lunch. I had received directions from different sources, but I somehow misunderstood the way I was told to go. I was looking in the wrong area and would never be able to see the sign of the restaurant. I was on the wrong side of the street.
I saw a young man cutting some branches and trimming, so I drove up and motioned for him to come over, and he came right away. I asked if he knew how to get to Romano’s, and he said he did but that directions from where we were would be difficult. He said if I had a minute, he would show me — if I would follow him.
He disconnected the trailer from his truck, drove in front of me, and I followed him straight to the restaurant! I never would have found it. I was looking in the wrong area, and it wasn’t visible.
I was so taken aback by this young man’s kindness, I wanted to tip him. He refused me and told me to donate it on Sunday at church for him, if I went to church. I told him I would.
I am 91. He gave me a quick grandmother hug, telling me to have a nice lunch and to be careful going home.
I was so taken aback by his kindness, I was almost in tears. I neglected to get his name. He had been working for his dad.
God bless him and all other kind people who really like to help others. It’s really a great world.
Dorothy K. Bourassa