A lonely school bus driver remembered every child’s birthday—one afternoon, the entire town came together to surprise him.

“He just did. He smiled at everybody, but not with his eyes.”

That answer came from a child, which somehow made it hit harder.

I asked, “Did something happen on the bus?”

Ben shook his head. “No. I saw the date on his little calendar by the steering wheel.”

I waited.

“It’s his birthday,” he said quietly. “And nobody said anything.”

That did it.

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