It made me think of a man in his thirties who jumped off the Golden Gate Bridge a few years ago. He left a note in his apartment that said “I’m going to walk to the bridge. If at least one person smiles at me on the way, I will not jump.” An hour later the waves were dragging the remains of his body back and forth five hundred feet below the cars speeding to and from San Francisco. Mother Teresa once said to her sisters, “Today we have no time. The father and mother are so busy. The children come home and there’s no one to love them, to smile at them.”
A few years ago I made a commitment to say hello to at least one perfect stranger a day in this city. Today I decided to say hello, with a smile, to every stranger I see on that trail to the Golden Gate Bridge.