"My name is Rightous"

I was in New York for my Nursing School Reunion. I’m not usually early but this day I was. So I decided to walk down to Washington Square Park...my old stomping grounds…
As I left the park and walked up Fifth Avenue, a man asked me if I could spare a dollar for a cup of coffee. I reached into my pocket and took out a dollar and a Caring Coin.( I always carry a couple of single dollars and Caring Coins in my pocket) I gave the man the dollar and then I said “My name is Salley, what’s your name?” He gave me a big smile and said “My name is Rightous”. I said “Rightous, I’m happy to meet you. I have something for you”. And I gave him the Caring Coin and said “This is for you to keep”. He looked at the coin, smiled and said “Thank you ma’am”.
I crossed the street as I was going in a different direction but I watched Rightous as he walked away. He was looking down and rubbing the coin in his hand all the way up the street.

I was reminded of what a Katrina survivor said when he received a Caring Coin… “Someone cares, I must matter…”

Do you have a story to share of how a simple little gesture touched someone?