[After buying a homeless man something to eat.]
"I brought you breakfast," I said, and started handing him food.
He was very pleased—who doesn't like food?—and asked my name. I told him. His name was Dave (the dog was Daisy). Smiles all around...and then, as I was turning to head for work, he waved to another homeless gentleman, this one older, thinner, and sitting back against a doorway to stay out of the wet, and asked what was probably the best pair of questions I'll hear all day:
"Hey, you hungry? You want to share my breakfast?"
Sometimes the human race is fundamentally decent, even when it's hungry, damp, and sitting on a San Francisco sidewalk.
Context has hope for humanity.
- From the "occasionally deep" section, have a little human kindness...

hopeful
All that being said, both make me very happy. so yay and thank you for posting. :)
I agree, though, that her good work should be praised, too. Well done, OP! ♥
Being a decent human being has its own rewards. More people should try it, IMO.