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IT’S NOT BIG...

...as stories go, but sometimes you get the cap to screw on to the Jar of Goodness that gives hope.

Leaving Mass General/Brigham after reviewing some scans and having had another lidocaine-coated hose shoved up my nose, I was paying for parking at their 4 window kiosk. As I was handing in my chit and tapping my card, I overheard a man next to me telling the attendant behind the glass;

“Look, I want to report a hit bumper...well, yeah, mine too but it’s me that hit the other person’s car. Is there a way to get police up here?...I don’t think there’s any real damage but...”

Now this guy was saying this quietly, embarrassedly, and clearly not looking for kudos, but I could hear him.

“Good on you, Sir”, I offered from my adjacent window. He shrugged and said “I just wanna do the right thing. I’d want somebody to be square with me if they did it to my car.”

I nodded and treated myself to the elevators to the 5th floor where I’d found a space. As I circled my way down, there he was, floor 2, in front of a car, with a police person scribing away, still sheepish, filing a report, the other car's owner still somewhere in the hospital oblivious to the happenings, but hopefully appreciative later of this man’s honesty and integrity.

And there was I, lifted just a little higher for the day, taking this micro drama and adding it to my scans being negative with no need to be threatened with cutting out the side of my face for “rogue” cells. I had made Dr Wirth laugh with “all the scanning...you’ll probably find Jimmy Hoffa if you look diligently enough...”

Like I said, just a good-heart story as the cap to a great one. I’ll take the win where I can get it. Now I get to go home, open the notebook, and try to fail to write the sequel song to Richard Thompson’s “1952 Vincent Black Lightning”, Molly’s red hair gone gray thanks to a wayward son...