An Eight Year Old Entered A Bank Alone And Pulled Out Something No One Expected

the careful block letters of an eight-year-old who had walked seven blocks in the October cold with a canvas bag full of his grandfather’s faith in him, he had written:

WALTER TURNER FUTURE FUND

Margaret blinked. Twice. Looked briefly at a spot on the wall. Composed herself.

“That’s a good name,” she said.

Eli looked at it. “He would have liked it,” he continue reading …