Uncovering the Heroes’ Heart

“Yes,” I said. “I promise,” not knowing or caring what the promise meant. The day was the memorial of Sam’s wife, my mother Mae.

The strip of metal had come from a downed Japanese plane and my Dad had shaped it into the only “Sweetheart Souvenir from the battle of Pearl Harbor“. Mae had worn it for their entire 73 years of marriage. My Dad told me that the bracelet’s design symbolized the premise that heroic acts are always performed on behalf of someone else. He knew that heroes don’t just fight against enemies, but also for people and ideals.

We all need to be our own best example and when we make a promise, we need to keep it.

Previously, when I’d called my parents in Southern California from Idaho (where I was the best educated janitor in the state) my father said, “I want you to start writing again.” “Well Dad,” I said smugly into the phone, “I don’t have a typewriter. I’m poor and a second child is on the way, so I can’t do any writing right now.”

“I want you to get back to writing,” he added undeterred. “Your mother and I think you’re a good writer. That’s what you should be doing,” then he hung up. A few weeks later there was a knock at the door.

“I want you to write,” he said simply. He handed me the machine and walked away.

When my father and mother passed away 2 years apart both suffering from PTSD, Heroes’ Hearts® Inc. was born with the mission to oppose discrimination and abuse in all forms and to help those who suffer from any form of trauma with its mission to “Do Something Good.”

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