All of us warn family and friends to beware of strangers as if unknown people on the street are all out to knife us. When I hear this, MEGO, mine eyes glaze over at the stupidity of the remark. It is so contrary to what many experience.
The unacquainted have helped this blogger in many dire moments on the street. When I fell once and couldn’t get up, a male pedestrian came over, gently pulled me up, and led me home. One day while I was checking some cash on the way to Key Foods, a woman behind me spoke up and handed over a $20 bill which had fallen from my hand. While crossing Chapel Street in New Haven as a youngster, I was pulled by an unknown man out of the path of an oncoming car.
Is it any wonder my eyes glaze over when my ears hear that warning?