After the peace pole was planted in the ground, and after Let There Be Peace on Earth was sung, the parishioners started to disperse. There was a grassy hill to navigate down, and I noticed one of my favorite parishioners, Willy, standing there. He is an older gentleman, and not wanting him to lose his step on the way down the incline I walked over and casually hooked arms as we walked down the hill. He looked delighted. That’s one of the great things about Willy. He always makes you feel like he’s tickled to see you.
We made it down the hill, arms linked, and as we got to the door, he said, “My mother always told me to help people. Whenever I saw an older person, she said, go help them. One day you’ll need help and someone will help you.”
He smiled at me and said, “You made it come true!”
I already adored him, but that is how Willy officially melted my heart on Sunday.
Such a sweet, sweet man.