One of my favorite songs from the past is Frank Sinatra's "It Was a Very Good Year." Yesterday, I changed that to "It Was a Very Good Day."
As in the Crosby, Stills and Nash song, "Teach Your Children Well", it is, assuredly, what you teach your children that helps to determine their futures. I had an experience yesterday which will, I hope, linger long in my evanescent memory.
Around 4 p.m. we parked in front of the entry door of a local bank and I began to get out of the car. Note that I did not say "I got out of" the car. That would indicate a quickness I do not have. I did get out, somewhat slowly, shut the door. As I stepped up to the walkway to the door, a young boy, maybe nine to eleven, had just come out. He saw me, stopped and returned to open the door and held it for me.
I am not decrepit by any means, so perhaps my white hair said something to him. Perhaps age wasn't a consideration. Someone had taught him consideration for others, such as opening doors for others - for women, for someone older (I refuse to answer to 'elderly'), or for...who knows? As I passed through the door, I said, "Thank you. You are a true gentleman." He smiled.
When I returned to the car, my husband said, "I saw that boy, and I saw his mother and sister in their car, waiting for him. I got out and went over and thanked her. She thanked me and smiled, for she understood "teach your children well."
It was a very good day.