And so will the people who heard the story.
And now, so will you.
That’s the legacy of a simple “yes” when the world expects a “no.”
Fifty cents didn’t buy a meal that day.
It bought a reminder.
A reminder that kindness doesn’t ask for permission.
That wisdom doesn’t depend on age.
That humanity shows up in the most ordinary places.
So the next time someone asks, “What can I get for this?”—whether they’re holding fifty cents or just a tired heart—remember the boy behind the counter.