Thank you, Jim.
When I asked for directions outside the Summit train station this afternoon, you could have simply pointed to the street and gone on your way.
But you smiled and asked where I was headed and, in typical small-town fashion, offered to give me a ride to my hotel because of the intense heat.
I could have put up my big-city blinders and refused, but I could tell — you were just being nice. So I got a ride and a fun, impromptu tour of Summit.
After a delayed, packed train ride, it was an unexpected pleasure.
Thanks again for taking the time.
