Encounter with a kindly trash man

As I left home last Thursday morning to walk my dog, the trash man, a kind-looking gentleman, pulled up and emptied my black trash can. With a smile and a nod he continued down my street.

As my dog and I briskly walked in the same direction as the trash truck, I noticed that a neighbor’s trash can appeared to be stuck in the apparatus of the truck as it was idling at the curb.

As we passed the truck, exchanging smiles again, I realized that he was waiting for my dog and me to pass before lowering the large can to the street. A random act of kindness, a smile and a nod — it made all the difference in my day!

Happy Thanksgiving.

Debra Russ
Burbank