The Clothes Make The Man, or do they?

Today I got stuck trying to drive our car into our driveway. I was 1/2 way off the road and onto our lane. So close and yet so far! And who would come to my aid? The senior cross walk guard who I had earlier poked fun at because of his dress shoes. Shoes that are clearly not made for snow or cold or any sort of activity. I had laughed at the absurdity of his choice of footwear--thinking how cold he must be--but then I caught myself.



Seniors don't always have a lot of income. Maybe that's all he's got. Maybe he really takes pride in his job and wants to dress up for it. Maybe he has to go to a funeral this morning. Whatever the case, it was those very same shoes that immediately crossed the road to help. And help he did. Just that extra bit of push got the car moving again. And I thought, the clothes don't make the man. The man makes the man. Character can trascend or improve almost any external circumstance... including the shoes you've got.