The young dad on the train moved a newspaper.
His daughter, who looked about four, picked it up and pretended to read it. Smiling, he asked her what was so interesting. “Ohhhh,” she replied, feigning cool, “nothing.”
She put the paper down and he picked it up. On the front cover was a photo of the Mexico earthquake.
He explained what had happened.
“This man on the stretcher,” he added, “is being taken to hospital. This woman is a paramedic, this man is a policeman, these are soldiers, and these look like volunteers.
“And they are all here to help.
“Every time something bad happens, good people turn up to help. And that’s not nothing.”
I nodded in silent agreement. That’s a lot.