A year ago, I would have driven past the poor guy in his car stuck on the corner because I had to get my wife’s giant-sized coffee (with caramel) home from 7-Eleven. Instead, I stopped and tried to push him out. I failed, but I did succeed in breaking the spoiler off his car.
A year ago, I would have just finished shoveling my own driveway and gotten my freezing self back inside and let my neighbor’s tenants struggle with his driveway by themselves. Instead, I got to meet Carlos and Sandra and cut their work in half (because my neighbor – who lives in the same house – is apparently a terrible landlord). Sandra doesn’t speak English. Other than “thank you.” Her smile said plenty.
This is how Rita affected my life.
– Scott McIntyre
I never knew someone could be so compassionate.
I received a note from Rita Langworthy a couple of years ago (I never had the opportunity to meet her in person). She addressed the note to “Susan – friend – of – Lin”, just like that – one word. So that made me smile right off the bat (since I have never met Lin either). The note was amusing and taught me the right way to communicate with a “stranger”, although by the time I finished reading the note I was laughing and felt nothing like a stranger. I still have that card and I think of it often. I feel like I knew a little bit of her just from that one note.