Each day, I used to see this old man up in the early hours of morning on my daily drive. Each day he stood outside on the sidewalk just waving and smiling to everyone else rushing by in their cars. He was a good sight and each morning you'd forget about him so that his friendly face would be a pleasant surprise the next day.

Well one day he disappeared. I wondered if he just gave up or felt unappreciated. Then I wondered if his old age took a toll. He was continually absent. It felt like something was missing in the mornings now.

But today as I was driving, I caught sight of a man walking along the road and waving to the passing by cars. Sure enough, beneath a heavy coat, an ushanka and some mittens was the friendly gentleman. That just made my day.