I was attending the Red River College (at the time Manitoba Institute of Technology) in 1967. I’d been in Canada only two years.
One day on my way home, the streets were pure ice. I was carrying a bunch of heavy books and practically crawling with nothing to hold on to. Out of nowhere, a young fellow came to help, taking my books and telling me to hold on to his arm. He walked me home from Notre Dame Avenue to William Avenue and Kate Street. I really appreciated it; but to this day, I wonder if I even thanked him.
Also a long time ago I was out for dinner and drinks with two friends. It was after midnight when we left the establishment.
They had a car and were to drive me home, but we lived in opposite sides of the city. Although I was a bit scared, I insisted I would take the bus.
Once at bus stop, there were two fellows who approached me making me feel very uneasy. Thank God, two policemen walked up and started talking to me and the fellows left.
I told them how happy I was to see them. They told my they had seen me looking uneasy as they passed so they decided to walk back. They stayed with me until my bus came. I hope they knew how much this meant to me.
— Olga Sebok