On the morning of Jan. 22, as I was leaving Walgreens near the Plaza Shopping Center, I slipped on ice and fell. Before I could even react, a man swooped in, put his arms under my armpits, got me on my feet, asked if I was OK. He left before I could even get his name.
With all the bad we hear every day, there are good people out there, and I met one. I wish I could have thanked him.