Asking for directions

There is a story I've been meaning to share. When I first moved to San Francisco I was lost on the 38-bus line. I missed my stop and needed to find out where I was. I asked the bus driver if we pasted the Fillmore stop. He smiled, as the stop was quite a ways back. I had no idea where I was and needed help. Many offered help and detailed explanations of how to get back, but there is one individual that I will always remember. I just heard his kind strong voice with clear directions.  When I turned around I noticed he was a blind. Directions from a blind man got me to where I needed to be. :)