
I’m Calling Out Humanity: The Promise to The One
Here is a video of this post if you prefer to watch My friend, perhaps the nicest person anyone’s ever known, Ken Day, died on Monday. He had fallen a few days before when the train he was on jerked and he lost his balance. Hit his head and went into cardiac arrest. Bleeding on the train floor, his 13-year old grandson asked the only other person in the train for help and if she had a cell phone he could use. “Don’t have one”, she said flatly, and stayed in her seat. This boy then sat on the floor cradling his poor grandpa’s bleeding head and could feel he was not breathing. Next stop finally comes, doors open, people stream in. One person asks what happened and leans down to check for a pulse. Nothing. “Someone call 9-1-1!” And then everyone just sat there, kept talking, waiting for the train to keep going. I don’t know the situation of each of the people on this train, I don’t know if they are unaware that a man is needing oxygen and his grandson needs help, but what I can say is after 10 minutes of not having a













