Article November 23, 1981 Issue

Peace on the streets

H. JACK WYMAN

The scene: a bustling downtown street in a large American city.

Walking briskly, I was about to enter a very narrow, temporary walkway, which fronted a new office building under construction. Suddenly I saw that a messenger on a bicycle was in the walkway headed toward me. My instant impulse was to move right into the walkway and force him to go by me. (I belonged there; he didn't!) And that's what I did.

As he squeezed by, he muttered sarcastically, "That was intelligent!" I called back self-righteously, "Who had the right of way?" Then I heard him yell, and I sensed danger.

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