But Arthur, as he had promised, had not left me to do it alone.

His lawyers and accountants and directors, honest people who had served the foundation’s purpose for years, honored their late chairman’s wishes with a loyalty that never once wavered, and they guided me patiently through everything I did not know, which at the start was very nearly all of it.

And I discovered a thing that surprised me.

Running a foundation that saves children did not require a degree from a great university.

It required empathy, and grit, and the never-fading memory of exactly what it feels like to stand in a cold hospital corridor holding an estimate you cannot pay.