nd. The black man got on the bus at my homeless shelter stop. I was on the way to learn of the Tumor in my lung at the Hospital. He arrived at the stop, as I did, after, the materially poor-looking older woman with the rolling suitcase. When the bus arrived, not she, but he... got on first, then she. I saw that she was talking to the driver, blocking the way for me to get on. I presumed she was asking directions, was this the right bus, or something. While I stood there I thought of how rude, how thoughtless, how inconsiderate the man was who got on first rather than letting the woman, who was there before him, to get on before he. Next thing I saw was this same man's hand appear... with all the change he could find in his pocket, I am sure. He had heard what I had not... the lady was asking the driver if she could ride even though she did not have the fare. Once we were seated, to my gladness, he accepted; the $1 I put in his hand, and she the $1 I put in hers.

nd. The black man got on the bus at my homeless shelter stop. I was on the way to learn of the Tumor in my lung at the Hospital. He arrived at the stop, as I did, after, the materially poor-looking older woman with the rolling suitcase.  When the bus arrived, not she, but he... got on first, then she.  I saw that she was talking to the driver, blocking the way for me to get on. I presumed she was asking directions, was this the right bus, or something.  While I stood there I thought of how rude, how thoughtless, how inconsiderate the man was who got on first rather than letting the woman, who was there before him, to get on before he.  Next thing I saw was this same man's hand appear... with all the change he could find in his pocket, I am sure.  He had heard what I had not... the lady was asking the driver if she could ride even though she did not have the fare.  Once we were seated, to my gladness, he accepted; the $1 I put in his hand, and she the $1 I put in hers.