This photo was taken during the story in my book, Traveling at the Speed of Bike, when I crossed paths (yet again) with the Fugees Family nonprofit that serves child refugees-of-war in the most diverse square mile in the USA. But that’s not the story I want to tell you today.
I am embarrassed to say that it has taken me this long since my dear friend Bob’s death six weeks ago to donate to the Fugees Family, as requested by his family in the obituary. Bob planted a garden with them, donated watermelons for their summer camp for years, financially supported a new bus of theirs, and worked all kinds of magic to solve various problems for this astounding CNN-Hero-finalist — in short, he did lots of small things with a very big heart for an organization he cared about a great deal.
Every blooming flower and tree right now reminds me of his passing, and this little action today somehow helps. If you’ve been thinking about donating and haven’t, here is the link.