The stoplights swung in the windy downpour, as I waited at a busy intersection on Highway 99. A man, with long hair, beard and an inadequate jacket, entered the empty crosswalk. Immune to the weather, he walked into one of the lanes to pick up what looked like a dark coat. No, it was a black cat, recently hit by a car. He tenderly picked it up by the nap of the neck and tail. The small creature lay limp on the wet sidewalk, as the man knelt to feel for any sign of life. I was moved by his compassion and humility. It reminded me that my response to daily situations that appear unlovely, insignificant or disruptive can be the very way I can make the biggest impact.