Please rec this FanPost! Special thanks to farris6659 for forwarding this enjoyable story to us. I edited the title so folks would get a better idea of the story's subject, and I placed the forwarded email into our quotes box. Enjoy, and thanks again to farris6659. --bbs

I received this e-mail from one of my Vikings friends. Thought I would share it. It seems to be gaining steam as a forward.

Last Friday I was going through the Indianapolis Airport .

People in the Security Check line were grumbling about what nonsense the process was, blah, blah, blah. An elderly lady (in a different line) was struggling with her luggage, pocketbook, etc.
She was also confused about what to do, how to do it, couldn't get her shoes off (and a host of other things).
The Security Officials weren't helping the situation either (they can be mighty callous at times).

I started to move her direction, but before I could get out of the line I was in, a gentleman (close by) sat down all of his stuff, and began to help the lady. I thought he looked familiar, but it didn't register; it was fascinating to see him come to her aid (nobody else was making a move to help!).
He was talking to her, making conversation, helping her untie her shoes, putting her things in one of those bins, and making sure she was AT EASE. He helped her through the screening gate, then calmly put his things on the belt, went through and immediately began to help the lady put her shoes back on, gather her belongings, etc. In the meantime she had reached in her purse to show him pictures of her family.
He made a big fuss over the photos, then asked for a wheelchair so he could get her to her gate. Honestly, it was a Hallmark script. They disappeared down the concourse together... he was pushing the wheelchair and she was jabbering with him. It made me smile....

NOW HERE'S THE KICKER: I got through security and went to get something to drink. Just beyond the little restaurant was a group of people gathered, all excited, shaking hands, etc., and in the center of them was THIS KIND GENTLEMAN who had been helping the lady.

And, guess who it was?
TONY DUNGY, retired coach of the Indianapolis Colts!  I looked at his hand and, SURE' NUFF there was the HUGE diamond Super Bowl ring.

The point:
The elderly lady didn't know who he was, or care WHO HE IS, of would even have known had she been told. HE DID THE RIGHT THING FOR THE RIGHT REASON. Important people serve others with a sense of purpose.

These kinds of things are still THE BEST LESSONS EVER. . . . . .