YEARS ago, I had my third child. I had him earlier than I expected. I was having a hard time breastfeeding him.
Knowing my child was lactose intolerant, I needed to get a different kind of milk for him. I told my social worker about my problem. He looked into how I could get help with my baby’s milk. He found me help, and every week milk would be delivered to my door. I didn’t have to pay for the milk.
I had never thanked him, but after many years, I wrote a letter to him, thanking him for all the help he gave to me and my family. What he did for us was a kind act I will always cherish. It also set an example for me to follow.
— Angela Keno