I think the story made the news because people think it’s so rare these days.
Heros to me can be defined by many attributes and they differ for me depending on who it is.
My heros:
1. My mom. One of the strongest women I’ve ever known. Orphaned at age 3 and raised in the Baptist Children’s Home. A fantastic cook and seamstress, a wonderful homemaker and mom; my dad’s best friend and mine too. A two time cancer survivor before the third time took her to heaven. She sewed dresses for the girls in my middle school chorus and baked endless cakes and cookies for any function around. Room mom like no other! We watched “chick flicks” together and shared stories about when she was little (and me too!).
2. My dad. His mom died when he was 7 and his dad was a career seaman. He was raised by family friends but worked fulltime since age 9 while going to school too. Served in the Army Aircorps and the Air Force (never saw combat). Cried many times when the National Anthem was played or Veterans marched by in a parade. He also cried when his grandchildren were born. In front of other guys even! His favorite way to spend time was standing on a sidewalk somewhere handing out Gideon Bibles. He was NEVER too busy for his family. We had lunch together at least once a month the whole time I was in school, and an omlet after church every Sunday night.
Those are just two for now. I could write a book about them.
Beth