Story 6:
Twenty years ago, an old man saw me struggling to find a quarter at the bottom of my purse near the gumball machines. I had a baby on my hip and a 2-year-old having a meltdown. In one swift motion, he took the baby and held out a handful of change.
Little man got his gumball, grandpa got baby kisses, and I got to take a breath. I never carry cash, but I always have change now — just in case I’m ever the old woman in this scenario. © Unknown author / Reddit
