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(28,820 posts)Walleye
(31,028 posts)One time a few years ago I was driving sitting at a red light crying my eyes out because of the death of my boyfriend. Two young black men were driving the car next to me at the stoplight, wearing hoodies. I thought for sure they were gonna laugh at me instead the passenger rolled down his window and with the look of greatest concern said are you OK, can I help you? It was such a welcome comfort I still choke up thinking about it
PufPuf23
(8,785 posts)Went to Cal where met and married, what was a huge mistake for me.
In late 50s / early 60s lived in East SF Bay Area when parents separated and was basically the 5th kid of a family up the street. Went to 1-6 grade and later overlapped at Cal and he was our best man. So Memorial Day weekend 1984 I traveled from far northern California to attend his graduation from UCSF med school.
Unfortunately, my ill-fated marriage had broke up that April and had some time to kill and pulled to take him some sights in Berkeley. Got way teary and started off to SF in the beginning of a rain. I was driving a lifted Toyota 4X4 being a mountain person.
Crossing the old Bay Bridge, came out of the tunnel to wet payment and stalled traffic and slid into the back of a brand new, paper plated white Corvette and did a major number on the fiberglass trunk. This is like 6 PM on a Friday evening in traffic into San Francisco.
Got out to assess the damage as did the driver and his passenger. I was a 5' 8" 150 lb white guy in early 30s. The guys in the Corvette were very large black guys. I was blubbering all over and apologizing for smashing the car. The driver who was a foot taller than me and in a full length white fur coat and the other guy was equally large and also dressed to the nines. Oh shit.
The Driver came over and took me in his arms and comforted me, a real warm genuine embrace, and told me everything was going to be all right. He had no idea why I was so upset and distracted just that I needed comfort (probably because I had just rear-ended his car in the middle of the SF Bay Bridge Friday of Memorial Day weekend at rush hour). The Driver said that the vehicles looked like they were drivable and, if so, we would just drive off. That is what happened. Maybe he did not want an interaction with law enforcement?
Just made myself cry.
Walleye
(31,028 posts)Lars39
(26,109 posts)to be the most helpful and concerned.
I have trouble getting through heavy doors sometimes.
Their mommas and daddies have taught them well.
one of them retrieved a hard-to-reach item for me at the grocery store earlier - I was on my tiptoes, stretching as high as I could and it was still an inch out of reach, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Lars39
(26,109 posts)That was nice of him to help. My husbands 67 so thats usually him.
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niyad
(113,336 posts)everywhere.
Thanks for the hearthug.
demigoddess
(6,641 posts)and since then, she loves all black people as if they were angels. And usually they are.
Cozmo
(1,402 posts)KS Toronado
(17,258 posts)wish grownups could view others w/o suspicion.
erronis
(15,302 posts)I know we all (well some of us) do some acts of kindness. I hope that I, as an older White male, can also be trusted and can also reach out to anyone, anytime.
This post give me a smile to help with my next opportunity.
Joinfortmill
(14,428 posts)dem in texas
(2,674 posts)My old boy is 85 years old and blind. Like most old men, he has to "pee" often, I usually end up taking him into the men's restroom which I absolutely hate to do. Twice in crowded public buildings, a young black man offered to take him to the restroom for me.
dem in texas
(2,674 posts)I used to own an antique shop and was a regular at estate sales. I'd had a good day "picking" in Dallas and my little station wagon was loaded, even had a shelf tied on the luggage rack on top. I had blow-out on a tire and pulled off the road when a car with 4 young black men pulled in right behind me offering to help. They had to unload my car to get the spare tire, then load it back up after the tire was changed,
I was so grateful for their help and offered to pay them, but they declined, got back in their car and drove away..