I Gave My Last $10 to A Homeless Man in 1998, and Today a Lawyer Walked Into My Office With A Box – I Burst Into Tears the Moment I Opened It

notebook lay in front of me.

I ran my fingers over the worn cover.

Then I opened to a blank page.

I smiled through the tears.

For a while, I didn’t write anything.

I just sat there, thinking about Arthur.

Then I picked up a pen, and I started my own list.

“April 3 — Paid Mrs. Greene back for babysitting the twins so I could finish school.”

The words looked continue reading …