"A couple of doors from Jimmy's I gave a buck to a pan-handler I know named Reuben. Reuben's a homeless man, nearly blind, unemployable. A quirk of mine is that I leave the house every morning with ten singles. I give them out on the streets until they're gone. My father used to do the same thing with five singles when we would visit New York together. He didn't think it was a big deal, and neither do I."
I have actually heard of this before... but I can't remember where...
Don't Blink by James Patterson. Review tomorrow.