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My 12-year-old son carried his disabled best friend across a dangerous trail, and the next morning I got a panicked call from the school.

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to values they had carried throughout their lives in service.

Leo shifted uncomfortably, lowering his eyes as he tried to explain himself. In a quiet voice, he simply said that Sam was his best friend and that it didn’t feel right for him to be left behind. He didn’t describe it as heroic or extraordinary. To him, it was just something that needed to continue reading …

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