To the Editor:

I witnessed something last Wednesday rarely seen anymore — at least in my experience it isn’t.

I was driving down White Plains Road, in my hometown of Trumbull, when suddenly the Jeep in front of me stopped right in the middle of the two lanes of traffic heading north. The driver got out — a thirty something or so guy.

I looked ahead and some old man was standing in the middle of the road, on the double white lines that separate traffic going north and south.

“Oh…” I said. “Good, the younger guy is going over to help get the older guy across the street and out of harm’s way.”

Then the thirtysomething guy starts stooping down and, every so often, is picking something up.

“Hmmm…” I said. “Wonder what the heck that’s all about?”

He does this quite often until he finally he gets to the old man; takes him by the arm, and leads him over to the side of the road where the old man’s car is parked with his flashers on. Then, the younger dude stoops down and picks up more stuff…

He then hands all the stuff he had picked up and gives it to the old man — its money.

Then the lightbulb goes on: there’s a bank right across from us. The old man must of went to the drive-up window; got some cash; drove back onto the street; left his window open and somehow the money blew out the car window. Then an angel came along and saved him from getting run down by traffic, as well as his money.

Want to know something else? Another miracle also happened.

Out of all the drivers behind this man and his angel, none of us beeped our horns or tried to go around the two of them until the old man was safely on the side of the road.

Yes, Virginia, there are still good people on this earth. I know because I witnessed it happen on Wednesday, Sept. 30th, 2015…

There is still hope for us after all. We have met the enemy, and it isn't all of us.

So, to the man who stopped on Wednesday, whoever you are, thank you helping a fellow in need of aid — and for doing good and the right thing.

And, thank you for reinforcing my belief that there is still hope for us all as long as folks like you live in it.
Joe Canton