Charleston C

My hero is a man named Charleston. He is the grocery store clerk at a local grocery store here in Wisconsin. My family never had much of anything and we were okay with that. Charleston knew that we struggled and helped us a great deal. He always had a warm smile on his face every time we would come in and he would sneak me a candy bar each time I was in line when my mother wasn't looking. He knew my mom was never able to afford it for me. Only on rare occasions did I get a treat after a meal. That was alright with me, but it was nice to know that someone else out there cared. Just last year my parents found out why their electric bill had always seemed low. For about two years my parent's electric bill would be about 50 dollars or so less than it was before. I knew because I'd always hear them talking about how nice it was that the electric company charged so little. My dad called the electric company one day and actually wanted to thank them for keeping the rates the same for the last couple of years. His bill remained the same for those two years. The electric company told him it was because someone was paying off whatever electricity we had after a certain amount. We knew instantly who it was. To this day Charleston will claim he has no idea what we're talking about, but I know it's him. He cares for others more than I could ever hope to. He is my hero because of the good deeds he can do without boasting about them. The smile I get from him every time he sees my face and the little candy bars he still sneaks me, even though I'm older now, don't hurt either.

Submitted by Anonymous

Humility