I learned a crucial lesson about the value of money while driving.
When I stop at a traffic light on a busy street, I often see men asking for money.
They hold a sign, sometimes a cup. Some of them look pale and hungry and wear rags, while others even look healthy and reasonably dressed.
I usually try to offer whatever I have in the car, a granola bar, an apple, and maybe a few coins if I can find any.
If I don’t find anything, I try to offer a word, a nod, or a smile.
I want to give something, anything.
The thing is, between online shopping, e-transfers, and Apple Pay, I truly don’t remember the last time I touched some real cash.
And I will learn a lesson, about the value of money