“All of them.”
Mr. Whitaker looked at the empty garage, then at the children.
“Well done.”
The Legacy
Over the following weeks the routine continued.
Volunteers rotated deliveries.
Businesses donated supplies.
Even the police occasionally helped transport water.
Every afternoon the kids still gathered on that porch.
Because Mr. Whitaker liked watching them.
One evening he turned to me.
“You know something, Daniel?”
“What?”
“I think the mission was never really about the water.”
I looked at him.
“What was it about?”
He smiled at the children laughing in the driveway.
“Teaching people how to care for each other.”
The Final Lesson
