I gave everything I had to three people who weighed it against a parking fee.

I have given what remains of my life to a garden full of hungry children, and it has come back to me a thousandfold, because kindness given to the ungrateful is a debt that never pays, and kindness given to the world is a seed.

I learned that lesson late.

But I learned it, and I got to spend the end of my life inside its harvest, and there are people who live a hundred years and never learn it at all.

This morning a package came from an elementary school downtown, and inside were dozens of thank-you cards, drawn in crayon by third-graders who have eaten warm lunches because of our foundation.