[Doodlebug]

When I was a little kid in grade school I rode my bike to the library. I parked it behind the building where it was deserted. When I went to leave, a big man came near me and started grunting at me. He couldn't talk. He kept motioning me towards an outer building on the lot. I figured out he was trying to ask me to open the door to the building because he couldn't get it open. I started to go help him then something in my little kid mind asked myself why a big man would ask a little kid to open a door. If he couldn't open it, how could a little kid open it. It didn't make any sense. I looked at his face and something made me jump on my bike and pedal home faster than I knew I could pedal. Always when I think back on that, I am SO glad I went with my instincts because I think there is a good chance that I wouldn't be here today if I hadn't.