Years ago, there was woman running down the street raving and screaming "Help me" among other things. Everyone ignored her. At one point she stared me straight in the eye. I did nothing figuring she was just a nut case. But I've been haunted by it ever since. What if her life or the life of someone else was in jeopardy? I'll never know.

I vowed to never again to ignore anyone who appeared to be in genuine distress and was asking for help. It's led me to do some things that were maybe a little risky given I had no idea who these people were. I've never regretted it.

Now, I know this is a different situation but the fact that so many people don't want to get involved is one reason why criminals can get away with crap in broad daylight with all kinds of people around, - including bike theft.