I WAS AT THE DMV RENEWING MY LICENSE WHEN AN 80-YEAR-OLD WOMAN FAILED HER VISION TEST AND BEGAN CRYING. “HOW WILL I VISIT MY HUSBAND’S GRAVE? IT’S 14 MILES AWAY, AND I’VE GONE EVERY SUNDAY FOR SIX YEARS!”
I OFFERED TO DRIVE AN 80-YEAR-OLD STRANGER TO HER HUSBAND’S GRAVE EVERY SUNDAY AFTER SHE FAILED HER DMV VISION TEST. EIGHT MONTHS LATER, SHE HANDED ME AN ENVELOPE CONTAINING $50,000—BUT …
I WAS AT THE DMV RENEWING MY LICENSE WHEN AN 80-YEAR-OLD WOMAN FAILED HER VISION TEST AND BEGAN CRYING. “HOW WILL I VISIT MY HUSBAND’S GRAVE? IT’S 14 MILES AWAY, AND I’VE GONE EVERY SUNDAY FOR SIX YEARS!” Read More