Every now and then you hear something on the news that makes you feel good.
This past week the body of fallen soldier James Leslie Moreland was flown home from Vietnam. He had been declared missing in action for the last 43 years.
When I was in elementary school it was popular to wear silver bracelets bearing the name, rank and branch of the service of a soldier who was either missing in action or had been captured as a prisoner of the Vietnam war. The custom was that you were to wear the bracelet until the soldier returned home.
One woman took that commitment seriously.
For the past 38 years Kathy Strong has been wearing the bracelet she put on her wrist in 1972, when she was only 12 years old. And she’s never taken it off.
Even when she had to have an MRI, she managed to keep her arm out of the tube.
This past week her soldier finally came home. James Leslie Moreland’s sisters invited Kathy to sit with them at his funeral and only then did she remove the bracelet.
The remarkable thing is that she didn’t even know James. But she never forgot him.
That kind of commitment is rare.
It’s hard enough to be loyal to those we know and claim to love. To stand by when times are hard.
But to do that for a rank stranger?
That’s the kind of news story I want to hear. The kind of person I want to be.