Good day, friends.
Allow me to share a small story that happened earlier today. I would like you to share your thoughts on it, and pass along similar situations you have found yourself in.
As a bit of background, a prelude of sorts, it was one of the coldest days of the year to date in my area, with the mercury hovering somewhere in the vicinity of zero even before the effects of wind chill -- a considerable element, given that the wind was supposed to clock up to 30 MPH.
I had just arrived at the college campus I attend, and, as I had come later on in the morning, I was forced to park at the far end of one of the distant lots. I dress relatively formally (slacks, a button-down shirt, a tie, and a vest) and I was wearing my pea coat and knit scarf. Despite this, the best word to describe the conditions would be "bitter."
Another car had parked beside mine, and a young woman got out and began the long trek beside me. I put it kindly when I say she was woefully unprepared for the elements: pink sweat pants, what I assume was a T-shirt, and a thin cotton zip-up hoodie (which was unzipped when she exited the car). By the time we reached the end of the parking lot, she was shivering violently, and there was still a very good distance to go before we reached the safety of the campus quad itself -- and the welcome heat of the buildings!
To be honest, looking at her, I was afraid she'd have hypothermia by the time we finished the trek. I removed my woolen naval surplus coat, and held it out to her. She was shivering too violently to put it on, so I draped it over her shoulders like a cloak and buttoned the front, shouldering her backpack so she could keep her arms inside of the coat.
The rest of the walk was one of the coldest, most savage experiences I have ever had in my life. It burned and seared every bit of exposed flesh, and cut mercilessly through the cotton of my shirt. My vest offered some protection where it covered, being a much sturdier fabric, but I was largely numb by the time we reached the nearest building and she could return my coat to me.
Despite this, I felt good.
Have you had similar things happen? How did you feel about it at the time?