And hello and welcome to Part 2 of my “Best of Good News Friday, 2020” series I’m doing on the blog this week. Three more stories that were absolute favorites of mine in this crazy, awful year.
First, from April, TV star John Krasinski started a TV show during the quarantine called “Some Good News,” and in one of the first episodes, he made a girl’s dreams come true.
A kid named Aubrey is a huge “Hamilton” fan, and was supposed to go see the show in New York in March. Of course, given the state of the world now, she couldn’t go.
Her Mom posted about it on Twitter, Krasinski saw it, and he arranged this magical sing-a-long with Lin-Manuel Miranda and much of the original cast.
Just perfect. A moment Aubrey will never forget.
Next, from May, I want to tell you about another amazing “America’s Got Talent” success story. Archie Williams was sent to prison in 1983 in Louisiana for a rape and stabbing he did not commit. Like thousands of other African-Americans who’ve been in prison for decades, the eyewitness testimony was false, the fingerprints didn’t match, and there was absolutely zero reason Williams was in jail.
But finally, thankfully, after decades of trying by the Innocence Project, Williams was released in 2019.
And now, Williams appeared on “America’s Got Talent” this week, singing a beautiful song and telling his story.
He didn’t appear bitter, or vengeful, just happy to be alive and free. What a wonderful story and one I’ll be watching.
**And finally today, this story, also from May, may have been my favorite good news story of the year.
This one moved me a great deal. I love enterprising, creative kids, and I love the United States Postal Service, and those two loves don’t normally coincide.
But I read this week about an incredible 11-year-old girl in South Dakota named Emerson Weber. Her Dad, through a wonderful series of Tweets, talked about how Emerson’s obsession with writing letters, and her kinship with their local postman, led to something amazing happened.
Here, in paragraph form, are all the Tweets from her father Hugh about what happened. Please, please, I implore you, stick with this through the end, it’ll restore your faith in humanity and goodness.
So, so wonderful…
Emerson, my 11-year-old, is on a bit of a wild ride with the @USPS and our local mail carrier, Doug. And, I think there’s a deeper message to it all.
First, the backstory… Em has a serious letter writing habit. She maintains active correspondence with over a dozen of her favorite people. And, if you’ve been the lucky recipient of one of Em’s hand decorated letters and envelopes, then you have a pretty good idea of the joy they bring.A letter from Emerson is likely to include some art, a joke or two, a mention of her younger brother, confessions of her love for Taylor Swift and enough questions to guarantee a response. So, when she decided to thank our mail carrier for the service he provides us, she left nothing out. In went Taylor Swift, in went the little brother, in went the jokes.
Sara said that, as an essential worker, Doug might not be able to maintain regular correspondence, but she sure could. Em started writing that very afternoon. This is when things get interesting. The next week, we got a letter address to “Mr and Mrs Weber.”
It seems that Sara had shared Em’s note as a “Token of Thanks” in the internal newsletter for the Western US and there were some postal folks that wanted to thank her. Today, we saw Doug getting out of the truck with two BOXES of letters from around the country. We snapped a quick photo through the door as he and Emerson met for the first time. It was a beautiful moment on silent reciprocity.
These letters are so deeply human. They are filled with family, pets, hobbies, community and an overwhelming sense of kindness.
Because Em was fully vulnerable, they were too.
Em shared jokes, so they shared jokes.
Em share her brother, so every gift that was sent came in duplicate.
Em shared @TaylorSwift13 and it turns out that the US Postal service is filled with lots of undercover Swifties. One maintenance manager from Minnesota wanted to inspire her to start collecting stamps so he sent along two stamps of his own from the bulletin board in his office to start her collection.
And, they sent stamps to be used as well. Stamps for her to write back. Stamps for her to write others. Stamps, stamps, stamps. (218 by Em’s count.)
But, there was something more in these letters. People felt seen – some for the first time in a long time.
“I work alone in a small rural post office…”
“My kids all live far away…”
“Not a lot of people think about how hard we work…” One wrote,
“I can’t tell you how much it means to read your letter…”
Another,“I have a son in Kuwait and if you have a second to send him a letter he would love it.”
And another,
“I know you can’t write back to all of us, but maybe I can drop you a line from time to time?” With dozens of new pen pals, Em did what she does best.
She wrote the dad.
She wrote his son.
She assured the secret swifties not to be embarrassed because her dad likes TSwift, too.
She acknowledged that there WERE a lot of letter but that she had time.
She sees them all.