I was on my way to work one morning, and as I was waiting for a train at Downtown Crossing, I saw an older man (probably in his late 50s) walking with a cane fall down onto the tracks on the other side. He was not pushed or anything, he just wasn't paying attention to where he was walking. Luckily for him, there were no trains coming. A bystander jumped down, helped him back up, and gathered some of the stuff he dropped. His cane landed underneath the third rail and nobody wanted to get it. The man was limping but seemed to be okay.