Kindness done to me: My first baby was born in high summer and was weeks old. We were living in a block of flats, second floor. The heat was unbearable and I was home alone with a fretful and crying baby, I could not soothe him. Then someone knocked at the door and I opened it to see a handsome** young man standing there. I'm your neighbour he said, and I'm a student doctor. Is there anything I can help you with your baby? He took the baby, stripped him down to only a nappy, placed him tummy down along his forearm, supporting the baby's head in his palm. Within what seemed moments, the crying stopped and the little one dropped off.
I had forgotten about this incident, but the heat today and the question from GN has made me remember how kind that young man had been. **I can still picture him today, 40 years later