Tonight I gave two back-to-back programs on snakes for groups of young Boy Scouts. I pulled out three of our snakes, a hognose snake, a Mexican milk snake, and the star of the show, Walter, our five-foot-long pine snake. I finished each program by letting anyone who wanted to put Walter, who is extremely docile and laid-back, around their necks. The second time around, a man whose son insisted that Dad had to hold the snake too looked up from the snake coiled comfortably around his shoulders and said to me, “You know, I never liked or had any interest in snakes before, but you’ve really changed my opinion of them. This is great.”
The last couple days at work have been very stressful, and I’m working both days this weekend as well. So it was nice to hear, just when I needed to hear it most, that yes, me doing what I do has made a difference to someone.