Whether the need is enormous or tiny, the majority of us want to help.
Decades ago, shortly after my mother had a stroke, my family traveled to California to visit her. Mom was confined to a wheelchair and lived in a house with many stairs, so as an antidote to cabin fever, she asked me to take her to the grocery store. I remember crossing the parking lot while holding Jeremy in his infant car seat under one arm and pushing the wheelchair with my other hand. Sam (age 3) helped steer the wheelchair. People actually ran across the parking lot to offer assistance.