When visiting Charleston, SC I needed to have my car serviced. I scouted around for a Jiffy Lube  and found one outside of town. After pulling into the establishment and getting out of the car I was greeted by a large African American man.  “Hello Madam,” he greeted me. “What can we do for you today?” He was very friendly and welcoming and I was thinking that maybe he was the boss of the operation. “Can you do an oil change,” I replied. “Sure can, sure can…just pull over here and we’ll take care of it for you right away.”  He’s so likable, I remember thinking, this  big and strong looking man with very dark skin. A  short time passed and  he personally drove the car to where I was waiting. Getting out he handed me the bill with a warm smile. The smile spread from the edges of his mouth and landed in two deep dimples in the middle of his cheeks. I was dazzled! Reaching into my wallet for cash I remember thinking that I must also give him a Tiny Pink Baby. (I always carry several in my wallet because you never know when one is to be offered.) He extended his hand to receive the cash as I at the same time extended mine for a handshake. As our hands connected the Tiny Pink Baby dropped into his hand. Turning his hand over he saw the tiny pink baby fairly shimmering against the dark skin of his very big strong palm and he began to laugh. He  laughed and laughed and laughed,his dimples dancing deep into his cheeks. He was laughing so hard he had to find a place to sit down. As I drove away I registered the good feeling that  comes with having a joyful connection with another human being. I wonder what he told his family when he went home that night!