So I took a break from studying to ring bells for the Salvation Army at the Marsh by my apartment (Yes, I realize I have a cold, Mom, but I didn't know that when I signed up 2 weeks ago--don't worry, I dressed warmly.) So I had the 3 p.m. to 4 p.m. shift, and it was pretty dead. Luckily, I had my handy-dandy Trusts/Estates outline to keep me company.

I was making an effort, talking to everyone who passed, when a man was leaving the store and stopped to talk to me. He said, "I'll double what I was previously going to give, if you sing me a Christmas carol." I looked at him and smiled and said, "Seriously?" He nodded. "What do you want to hear?" I asked. "I'll Be Home For Christmas," he said. I smiled, shook my head a little, and went for it. I tried to remember the words and verses as best I could, but I'm sure I messed a few up.

He got a little teary-eyed. When I was done he said, "Thank you. My son is in Iraq."

He handed me $200 and walked away.

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