On Saturday my 81-year-old mom, a Vietnam War veteran, went to the National Cemetery in our city in 3° weather to place wreaths on graves. On her way home, she stopped to get groceries.

Earlier that morning, she’d gotten a call from her bank about suspicious charges on her debit card. She approved them over the phone, but the bank put a hold on her card anyway, so when she went to check out, her card was declined on a $100+ grocery bill.

My mom was mortified, but the man behind her in line stepped in quickly and quietly to pay her bill and wouldn’t give her his contact info to pay him back later. I don’t know how we could ever find him to thank him, but I wanted to share this story of kindness.