The stories of HeroicStories.
A neighborly man offers to drive construction supplies home in his large truck.
by Janet McAllister Hounsell Conway, New Hampshire, USA It was just one small step for womankind, but my mother became a hero to me when she got her driver’s license. In the 1930s, not all men were averse to their wives learning to drive, but plenty of them were. Back then, the family car was … Read more
A woman pulls over to help a very “feminine” driver with a flat and learns a lesson in toughness.
An immigrant boy ends up teaching a football team how to be a team as they learn to care about his success.
Unexpected help comes when the clerk at a rental agency goes out of her way to help a young mother find an apartment.
A clerk from a department store drives a customer home to retrieve her spare keys after accidentally locking them in her truck.
A man watches a young woman comfort a stranger on a plane, and learns a lesson about every day heros.
by Linda Gavitt
Connecticut, USA
In January 1999 planning for my daughter’s wedding began with a phone call telling me she and John would marry in March — leaving little time to plan! Fortunately Lauren wanted a small wedding with 20-30 close friends and relatives. She was in Orlando, Florida, John was stationed in Kentucky, and I was in Connecticut. Her finance’s family generously offered their help to plan everything, and their Tampa area home for the reception.
By Patty Mooney
California, USA
It’s been many years since I have had to stand on the end of Pusheck Road in Bellwood, a suburb of Chicago, waiting for the school bus, and yet I remember one special day as though it were yesterday.
by Jeff Simms
Barnegat, New Jersey, USA
It was a nippy Fall day — our favorite kind of weather. It was Saturday and we were going to have a great time. My divorced mother, two younger brothers and I were on our way to the park at the other end of the small Jersey town we lived in. We had our football and makeshift goal posts in the back of the station wagon and our teams already chosen: us against our mother. (Don’t worry, it was only touch football.)