I was in my car stopped at the red light on San Antonio Road waiting to cross El Camino to go into Los Altos. You were a young lady looking at her phone with your little dog on a leash waiting on the curb to cross El Camino. Then your little dog started to scratch on your pant legs. You put your phone in your purse and picked up your little dog. Your little dog looked up at you with love. You smiled and kissed your little dog on the top of her head. The light turned green; you crossed El Camino with your little dog cradled in your arms, and I drove home and told your two-minute story to my family over dinner.
I Saw You is an anonymous “man on the street” column. Email your rants and raves about co-workers or any badly behaving citizens to
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