On Thursday morning at 9:58 I rode the No. 512 bus from Everett to Seattle.
At the Lynnwood transit station, a disabled woman in a wheelchair was waiting to board the bus.
Henry the bus driver was the most kind, gentle bus driver I have ever met. He spent about 5-6 minutes with this woman getting her on the bus, and securing her wheelchair to the various straps. All the time he was smiling and talking to her. And just before he started to drive off, he must have remembered he hadn’t asked her what stop was hers, instead of calling back to her, he got up from his seat, went to her, bent down and in a low polite voice asked her stop. And when she reached her destination, he again spent time getting her off the bus, all the while smiling and talking to her. When I reached my stop, I asked him his name and commented on how kind he was to the wheelchair-bound woman.