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Good News Friday: An amazing story of a man walking 20 miles to his new job. France World Cup hero Mbappe does a great thing. And the MLB player who built a “Miracle Field” for kids with special needs.

Happy Friday to all of my readers; hope you’re enjoying a gorgeous summer Friday with people you love.

Truly wonderful story to start off with today; I’ve read and seen variations of this kind of tale a lot over the years, but this one seems particularly remarkable.

A 20-year-old college student in Birmingham, Ala. named Walter Carr was due to start a new job with a moving company recently. The night before he was to start, his car broke down, and with very little money and no time to get it fixed, he had to figure something out.

The job was 20 miles away from his apartment. So Carr decided to start walking at midnight, and figured he could get to the moving job in eight or nine hours.

What happened next, when he encountered some police officers, and the rest of his journey, is truly amazing. And wait till you read what the family that was moving that day, and Walter’s boss, did for him.

I really don’t want to give too much away, because The Washington Post’s Allison Klein does a sensational job of weaving this tale.

Such determination by this kid. Such kindness showed by others. There’s always hope out there.

**Next up today, if you followed the World Cup at all you know that a big reason France won was the play of 19-year-old phenom Kylie Mbappe. Well, Mbappe just became an even bigger hero this week after announcing he was donating his entire earnings from the tournament to a charity that gives free sports instruction to hospitalized and disabled children in sports, Premiers de Cordee.

The donation will be for just more than $500,000, and Mbappe has been involved with the charity for a few years.

“When his schedule allows it, he intervenes for us with pleasure,” said Sebastien Ruffin, the GM of Premiers de Cordee. He has a very good [relationship] with children, he always finds the right [words] to encourage them. I sometimes even feel that [he] takes more pleasure to play with the kids than the kids themselves.”

Sounds like Mbappe has a great future, in philanthropy and in soccer.

**Finally today, if you’re looking for a major league baseball player to root for the rest of the year, I nominate Josh Reddick of the Houston Astros. The Georgia native did something amazing over the past few years; he’s built a brand-new Little League field specially for children with special needs near his hometown in Effingham County, Ga.

He spent more than $1 million of his own money to build Josh Reddick Field, partially to honor his Dad, who was severely injured in an accident when Josh was a newborn.

What a wonderful field, and wonderful gesture. He’s got my support for the rest of his career.

On my 5th anniversary, a tribute to my amazing wife, who’s also an amazing mother. A short story of a stranger helping a little girl on a plane. And from illiterate at 37 to college graduate: A wonderful story of hope

And a Happy Friday to you lovely people who are spending a few minutes of your busy day reading words I have typed.

I don’t usually start a Good News Friday with personal stories (except when I write about my little guys, and man it’s been far too long since I’ve done that), but today is May 25, 2018, and five years ago on this day I got to do the most amazing thing:

I married Shelley.

It’s still kind of amazing, looking back, that she married me. That of all the single people in the world at that time, she choose little ole’ me, a 5-foot-5 balding guy who at the time had just left one career and barely started another.

But she did. Choose me and say “I Do” and other stuff.

I have proof, in a little lockbox under our bed, a piece of paper that says “Certificate of Marriage.” I come across it sometimes when I’m going to retrieve our passports or other valuable paperwork, and I smile every time I see it.

I’ve told you about my wife before, a few times: How she’s the kindest, most compassionate human I’ve ever known outside of my late grandmother; how after one date with her, seven months after my divorce, I told my parents and others who had potential dates lined up for me to hold off for a while, I’m going to try to make it work with this amazing woman.

But as much as I thought I knew her then, five years ago today, I know her so, so much better now. We have created two beautiful boys together, and every day of their lives they’ve seen a mother who was loving, caring, firm on discipline when necessary, but always there to comfort with a hug and kiss.

I’ve seen a wife who’s only grown more impressive in my eyes, as a Mom. She works hard all day and sometimes night, but still has time and energy to read them stories, play games with them, and be cheerful.

It is a cliche that a married couple grows closer together when they have kids, but I think it’s true in our case. We’ve barely started this journey (our oldest is still scared of the noise of a public toilet flushing, so we’re like in the opening credits of this parenting movie) but I have to so respect and appreciate my wife more than just being her own person, but as a Mom to two great boys.

Five years. Five years of rarely fighting, five years of making each other laugh and smile every single day, five years of learning and discovering new things about each other (like this week I learned she’s not afraid to climb up on ladders, she just doesn’t do it when I’m around because, you know, I’ll do it for her).

Five years. Not as long as most people have been married; hell, her parents are closing in on year 50. But still, five years is something to be proud of.

I will do my best every day to keep her around some more.

**OK, let’s get to another sweet, random moment between strangers. So I saw this on Twitter the other day, just a small gesture by a person who didn’t know the folks sitting near him on a flight, but helped anyway.

The man’s face in the final photo is just perfect.

**And finally today, one more piece of proof that you should never, ever, ever give up on somebody. They will surprise you with what they can accomplish, or how they can change their life.

From Allison Klein’s fabulous story in the The Washington Post last week:

“Freddie Sherrill was homeless, an alcoholic and drug addict, and he used to steal his kids’ Christmas presents from under the tree and sell them. He was eating out of dumpsters. He could not read or write.

“Sherrill spent years in and out of prison and rehab centers in North Carolina. He once threw a brick through a store’s glass window on a freezing night so police would bring him in from the cold. But after a long and painful journey, Sherrill was able to claw his way back to sobriety and he even learned to read.

In one of his biggest accomplishments yet, he graduated from Queens University of Charlotte with a bachelor’s degree earlier this month at age 65.”

“I started a lot of things in my life I didn’t finish,” Sherrill said. “College wasn’t going to be one of them.”

I loved this quote from Sherrill: “When I stopped drinking and using drugs and alcohol, my whole life was different,” he said. “It was like going from being blind to learning to see. I wanted to be a father. I wanted to be part of the world.”

Tremendous. Here’s a man who looked completely lost, and had done nothing of value for so many years. And here he is, when most people are retiring, just getting started.

Fantastic stuff.