I’m walking up East 79th Street on my way home, when I see an elderly man with a cane standing in the entranceway of his building with both his shoes untied.
Without hesitation, I walk up to him and say, “Sir, would it be alright if I tie your shoes?”
He looks at me with surprise and says what sounds like, “Do you live here…in this building?” “No,” I say, “but I don’t want you to fall.”
So I crouch, tying his oxfords in double knots, while he looks down like I’m an apparition before saying, “Thank you, how kind of you.”
I stand up taking his extended hand and say, “Thank you, really, for allowing me to help.”
The naturalness of this makes me truly believe, I was Franciscan in another life. 
The receiving is in the giving.
SB
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Is that where the word “assis-t” comes from? Just wondering. 😉
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An interesting question. Have no idea. Mornin Mick 🙂
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No doubt you came up with the rope belt idea on that brown robe…accessorizing will be your friend brothers was your moto.
Simple acts mean the most.
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Yes, that rope accentuates one’s waistline rather nicely. Lol
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Susannah, I bet that man was a true gentleman himself, which is why he was able to gracefully accept assistance from a lady.
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I don’t think he even realized his shoes were untied. My heart plucked like a banjo.
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If good deeds were money, you’d be rather well off Susannah. I’ve been trying to teach H that double knot thing. (Stubbornness) He has a pair that constantly come untied. I may need your assistance! ~Elle
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I’ll book a flight 🙂
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😊
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Nice story. Do you look good in brown robes? Probably!
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I happen to like brown, another clue. 🙂
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