After walking between Nashville to Memphis to promote the American Diabetes Association Walks I attended the walk in my home town.
I held up the rear. I felt like the drummer at the end of the credits in the old Rocky and Bullwinkle Show. It was a good end to a long journey.
The following week I received a call from Josh, a man I had met in Tennessee. He wanted to let me know he had met Rico from Stanton, a neighboring town. Rico was organizing a walk for diabetes in Stanton. I met Rico when I walked through Stanton. Josh said he wanted me to know I was doing something good for people. Inspiring others, even if I wasn't aware.
It was nice to hear from Josh and to hear his news.