Awaiting the Train
I was waiting for the 11:52 train to Sandringham to see my doctor. I am an elderly bloke with a walking stick. I was trying to manage a very hot coffee, but wasn't successful and spilled it on my pants. A woman gave me a cute hand-towel with cup pictures, bowed, and smiled at me. She reinforced my faith in kindness of human nature and it was a wonderful feeling! This couldn't have come to me at any better time; I am being currently being treated for serious lung cancer, I am sorry to say. I then continued on to see my doctor with a smile on my face and not-so-wet jeans.
Signed,
Greg D
Lily Jones
Erica Wilkinson