It was a typically hectic Saturday morning. My son, Troy, and I were frantically driving home from basketball practice in order to be at baseball practice in an hour—and we couldn’t be late since I was the coach! As we turned onto our street, I told Troy, “When we get home, grab your baseball gear, grab a granola bar, and we are out of here! Time’s a ticking; focus on what’s important!” We were two dudes on a mission!
As we pulled into the driveway, I noticed an elderly man shuffling up the street. He had no cane, although he walked as if he needed one. Hi…