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THE SOMEHOW CONNECTED KINDNESS TRIP

I pulled up to fill up at my favorite gas station for my drive to PA. It’s averaged-priced, I could get it cheaper elsewhere, but these guys are just kind, so I'd rather some percentage of my inevitable gas money go into their pockets if anywhere. Brown men and accents abound, and I occasionally greet them with “Salam Alaikum” and they respond in kind. This day I waited.

And waited.

5-7 minutes. That’s a long wait for gas. I made the conscious decision to not drive off to the cheaper place because - I dunno, I didn’t want to make an otherwise indisposed gas attendant any more anxious with drive-off loss of income. This man came out finally, and before he came to my car, he took an ornate rug from under his arm and placed it in the sun on a freshly repaired car’s hood. He apologized for the wait and filled my tank. Clearly, he had been praying.

Coming home on the Merritt Parkway, I stopped just outside of Bridgeport at a rest stop. A young White man came up to me and said “Hi, I’m having a rough day - I’m an out of work carpenter, I have kids, I’m out of gas - I could use a couple of bucks... You can even come to the pump and watch me pump it”. Cigarette, nicked all up and down his arms, newish cell phone in his other hand. I wished him luck and gave him 3 dollars. He thanked me up and down.

Some wise sage once said that if you do kind things in the hope that God sees you doing them, then your soul is no better to you than the soup I spilled on the passenger seat. You know, the dance like nobody’s watching thing. And here I am telling you this story, so...

Maybe the key is this - whatever gets you to Dance, just Don’t Stop Dancing.