I finished the 15th hole of a course down in Florida this past Thanksgiving week and there were two maintenance workers working hard in the heat. I often say hello to maintenance workers. I’m sure they couldn’t care less about me, but they work really hard so I can have fun, and it just doesn’t feel right to walk by and ignore them. I assumed (correctly) that they were Hispanic and said, “Buenos días.” They smiled and responded, “Buenos días.”
While walking away I had an interesting thought: out of the 7.6 billion people in the world, the three of us took actions in our lives that brought us together to this exact same place at this exact same moment. But then I thought: we couldn’t have had more different paths.
I assume their original homeland didn’t have enough work for them to […]