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Slightly different story with the same end result. A few years ago around the end of December, my brother-in-law and I just got out of a Bruin's game at TD North Garden. It was a late game. We walked to the train station (north station), which is under the building, where there was this frantic young man who was asking for help. He was trying to get home to western Massachusetts for the holidays. He thought he was at the correct station to do that, but he wasn't. He was told he had to get to south station first and take the train from there. At this point he was crying and saying he didn't have enough money to do that. He walked over to several people showing them what he had for cash and saying what he needed above that. No one was helping, no one. He went and sat down on a bench and held his head in his hands and just cried.
So, I walked over to him and gave him a $20, which is more than he said he needed to get the ticket home. He lit up and just kept thanking me. After he left, my brother-in-law looked at me and said "sucker".
Maybe I was a sucker, but it doesn't matter if he scammed me or not, I am not even sure you can get a train out to Western Mass. What matters is I thought I was helping someone in need. Besides, what is $20 to me...nothing.
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Lou
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