Just something I was thinking about before...
When I was in Middle School my dad would pick me up from school every day...but one day when I was in 7th grade he couldn't because he had to go to work early...so I had to walk home. That wouldn't have been so bad, but it was snowing heavily and freezing. It was also the first time I had to cross 787 by myself. As I got closer to 787 I was walking down the sidewalk with my head down because the snow was blowing all over the place...I picked my head up and I saw there was a guy walking in front of me dressed totally inappropriate for the weather. He was wearing jeans, a denim jacket, sneakers and a baseball cap. I walked behind him until we got to the crosswalk. I was still standing behind time while we waited to cross. When it was finally time to cross he wasn't going...so I went around him and crossed. When I got to the other side I turned around and he wasn't there. There was no sign of ANYONE. I'm convinced it was my guardian angel just making sure that I made it across 787 okay.