It's official, 40+1, but my faith in mankind is restored 100%

With so much publicity on what the young people of the world do wrong today, I want to let the universe know that an extremely large group of young people, by their very steadfastness, have shown that truth, beauty, and goodness exist in the world.  That no matter what, there are and always will be people loving people through thick and thin.  A tragic event this week has left us saddened, shocked, heartbroken, and perplexed.  At the same time it has left many of us astounded by the love and hope we have observed.
I have witnessed this love in many different forms over the past few days.  Love poured out toward a family in mourning, no act too small, but every single thing done with purpose and intent to show this dear family just how much they are loved!

• Teenagers (too many to count) running to hug, cry, and wipe tears from their friends' eyes.
• A young man showing up in his pick-up to take off the trash
• An entire basketball team piling up in two twin beds because their friend wants the comfort of  knowing they are there.
• 14 year old girls digging toilet paper wads out of the boys toilet, not once, but twice
• College friends braving the snowstorm to be with their buddy during this crucial time. I might mention that they were even considering staying in the Budget Inn, as not to impose.
• A high school friend driving with his family and his best friend to pick up his friend's brother, to relay what might have been the worse news of his life.
• Young girls backing off and not making their grieving friend choose between them, saying this is who is staying tonight!
• Young men gathering wood for the fireplace.
• A young fellow showing up at 8:30 am to shovel the driveway.
• A college fraternity painting a rock "in honor" and sending a picture to their buddy to show their love and support.
• A network of friends chipping in to purchase items for their friends to always carry a piece of their father with them.
• Teenage organization at it's finest.  I wish my t-shirt drawer looked like this.
• Young folks sharing stories...this might be my most memorable.  Everyday I have walked into a room and witnessed a Kokie story being told from a younger perspective, oh how he has no idea how these young adults loved and looked up to him!

I feel for certain I have left something that has just awed me out.  The moments have been countless. This really is a drop in the bucket compared to the outpouring of adult love that has been shown, but as not to divert from my subject of "young" compassion I will refrain.

"Grief is the last act of love we have to give to those we love.  Where there is deep grief, there is great love!"

My family loves you all!