10 Airline Moments That Teach Us the Best Things We Pack for Travel Are Kindness and Compassion


The first cold snap always takes me back to the January night our furnace quit while my mom was on a night shift. By nine, the woman next door was at our door with a space heater and a pot of chili, and I never found out how she knew. Neighbors often notice before family does, and these 10 noticed first.
“Honestly a GREAT DEAL for shoveling snow!!”
Rachel looked out the window and saw Hazel, the five-year-old who lives on their street, shoveling the front porch. Rachel told her she didn’t have to do that. “It’s okay, I want to,” Hazel said.
Rachel offered her a treat, maybe a fortune cookie from a recent dinner out. Hazel said no, then asked whether Rachel had any chocolate chips. She did, and held the bag up to the camera: porch shoveling, Rachel decided, is absolutely worth paying for in chocolate chips.
“Random Act of Kindness 2015: Neighbor from way down the street snow-blowed all of the driveways he could before people had to leave for work. I haven’t even met the gentleman.”
Not one of these helpers asked first, and neither did the chili neighbor. My mom found a way to pay her back anyway: every Sunday that winter, I carried a loaf of banana bread across the yard. I think this kind of help always gets paid the same way, in bread, cookies and chocolate chips, never in cash.
“My neighbor knows I’m at home with a 2-year-old while my husband is at work. He kindly removed the snow, cleared our walkways, and salted the driveway.”
With gas prices so high, I think I’ll give him a fuel card to help with the cost of running his snow blower.
We have a local “buy everything” type of store with a gas station as well. I think it’s the perfect thank you!
I know he truly enjoys his “toys” and we all benefit!
It can melt or keep ice from forming. Very helpful.
“My neighbor gave me this for shoveling her walkway.”
No big deal, happy to do it. Today she gave me a bunch of pasta and meatballs as a thank you. It made me think of Adam Sandler in the Wedding Singer and put a smile on my face.
She always says, “I can still cook.”
She used to try to pay me, but I said no way. I would never turn this down.
It’s really not a big deal for me, I enjoy it. But she makes me feel like a superhero for just being a normal, decent person.
This woman is a grandma to many grandkids who visit her often. They’re all very nice and take care of her very well. But I own a snowblower and they don’t.
“When your neighbor still figures out how to send you cookies when it’s snowing.”
A small remote-control truck crawls across a frozen, snow-dusted yard in South Carolina with a little bundle tied to its roof. It bumps over icy grass, past the parked cars, all the way to the person filming. The words on the screen explain the cargo: cookies, sent over by a neighbor who wasn’t going to let a snowstorm cancel them.
“I challenged the neighbor’s kids to a snow fight in my front yard. When I came back inside, my fiancée (the one recording) looked at me and said, ’I can’t wait to make you a dad.’ My heart melted faster than the snow.”
I actually went outside and invited them to play in my yard because they were playing on the street (the houses front door have very small carparks, as you can see). I also told their parents that the kids are welcome to play in my yard anytime they want without needing to ask. If I see them on my lawn on a snow day, they know what they’ll get.
On one occasion I got hit pretty hard on the face, I was so proud of her.
Just to clarify, her comment is because we want to have kids as soon as we get married...
A truck full of cookies and a snowball fight are the same thing to me: a way to say hello when it’s too cold to stand around talking. The winter I was ten, the kids across the street and I dug a tunnel between our snowbanks, and my mom met their parents for the first time while pulling us out of it.
“Paying the neighborhood kid to shovel our driveway. Wait for his reaction!”
A boy from the neighborhood, hood up and holding a shovel nearly as tall as he is, has just cleared the family’s driveway and walkway after a snowfall. At the door, the homeowner tells him he did a good job and hands him $5 for the driveway, then a dollar “to buy some gloves” (he already has gloves), and then, for the walkway, a $20 bill. The caption on the screen sums up the boy’s face: “the shocked look.”
“My neighbor has no living family members and this year her only friend moved into a retirement home. Every year we get her a gift. This text broke my heart into pieces.”
We got her some wind chimes this year. She has a huge garden in her backyard and feeds all the birds and deer.
We’ve had her over occasionally. She usually seems a bit uncomfortable, but I’ll try and bring something over for her.
There’s a lot of people in our neighborhood her age, maybe I could host a block party or something so she can meet people!
“Allow me to introduce a rare, truly kind human. My neighbor, 4 houses down, snow blowing my driveway. He never asks for anything in return, and does everyone’s driveway on the street. A true Michigan hero!”
He told me one time, “I just like blowing snow.”
We always give him stuff we make, like apple butter, cookies/bread. He seems to like it.
The man with the snowblower says he just likes it, and I believe him. Years later, the chili neighbor told my mom something similar: it was easier to come over than to lie awake wondering if we were cold. Most winter help works like that. Someone decides your street is their business, and a bad week turns into a friendship.
“My dad lost power like 40 hours ago in the blizzard (but has a generator) and has opened up his home.”
For part of the year, he sleeps in one of the other bedrooms, something to do with the heat or the AC. But the master has a bathroom inside it, so it definitely makes sense for a guest.
In the USA, in Massachusetts, I think his area got like 12-18 inches of snow.
The first frost tests neighbors more than it tests houses. In that last story, a family with a toddler and a four-month-old slept warm because the neighbor had a generator and a spare bedroom.
Has a neighbor ever helped you get through the first cold week of the year? Tell us in the comments.











