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

are officially old enough to stop losing one glove every winter.”

Sometimes he taped a candy bar under the note, sometimes a silly joke, and sometimes just a smiley face and their name written carefully, like he wanted them to know they had been seen.

Ben still had his from last spring in a shoebox under his bed.

I had never once asked myself who remembered continue reading …