549. An old, thin woman was slowly walking down the subway station steps at 57th Street. She had a bulky, cloth‐covered cart. She put the cart on the step below her. Then she walked down to that step. Then she put the cart on the next step below her. Then she walked down to that step. She was about 30 steps from the turnstiles. Wally watched her slow descent as he walked up the steps. They were the only two people in the stairwell. Wally thought, It's Thanksgiving Day. I'll give her something to be thankful for. When they met, he asked, "Can I help you?" She said, "Oh, thank you so much, dear." He carried the cart to the bottom of the steps. He walked back up the steps. She thanked him again. He watched her until she made it down to her cart. Someday, he thought, that'll be me. 1.8