I saw Carol today. As we stood talking in the park, a little boy, maybe 3 or 4 years old, ran as fast as he could down the sidewalk to where we were standing, and before I knew it, he had his arms around Carol in the biggest little boy hug he could manage. No words, just a hug. Carol knew his name. She hugged him back. Then he ran off to play. His name was Anthony.
Anthony wasn’t scared of Carol.