A mother wept a bucket full of tears when 10-year old Kevin left. She used to always prepare peanut butter and jelly, his favorite, and tuck his lunch box to his bag. After school, she’s the one who greeted and walked with him back home. She read, taught and played with him most of the day.

He’s a delight to her. But Kevin had to go. He’s a son of a military whose duty station in California had come to an abrupt end. She was just their neighbor. Though, she spent time and cared for him more than her own. She said that people think she was exaggerating it. Some kids in his school called her Kevin’s Nanny. She said, “It isn’t exaggeration, it’s love.” She She started balling again.



I have cultivated a good relationship with my landlord. It’s not hard to because he’s a people person. He talks to anybody. He knows Ventura and it’s community. We see each other every time I pay my rent. One dinner, he told me his story. Whenever he does his morning walk and run. He usually passes by a house. Every time, he picks up the daily newspaper left on the lawn, and then he takes it all the way to the front door.
The owner of the house is a woman in her 90’s.



Ben and John live in the same apartment complex. They and their families spent the big holidays together last year. They become great friends for a couple of years now. There’s one incident that led up to this. John got fed up with Ben for his well being when they were forced to work together. John took the bull by his horns and opened a can of whoop ass to him. He berated and derided, laid out all his problems and irritation with him. It was hard for Ben to swallow everything in.

All the time, John remembers that moment and wished his face-to-face confrontation never happened. When they got reunited, Ben thanked John. He claimed that John made him a changed man. They now go to the gym and run together. John, he learned patience, to be calm and compromise through raising his kid who annoys him severely.


Right now, he’s probably preparing the tables and chairs, or maybe fixing the bedroom. He used to live on a field, alone. He sells oranges at a Farmer’s Market, and that’s the only hours he spent talking to most people. He chose happiness and liberation, forgetting, leaving and shutting out every one he knew. One day, as he was only burning wood for light, he burnt his kindling house.

62496_10151453334548578_553132698_nHe then started to reconstruct another house. That next day, people who noticed his solitary life came to help him. More and more followed, and even donations were readily available to his soon to be doorstep. The house, which is much improved than the last, was rebuilt in just 23 days.

He still sells oranges at a Farmer’s Market. He is also a regular volunteer to a Rescue Mission serving homeless people. He does it as a return, a redemption, I supposed. He disagreed. He said he does it for what it is, his past didn’t matter. He said that he learned something the hard way. “No matter how much you sliced it, people need people.”

These are the stories of the people I know. Names are anonymous.

This post is part of my Special Reports.


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  1. Very well done Rommel. I’ve said it before, that your generous, open spirit draws people to you. You are a special young man and I feel so grateful to have connected with you. πŸ™‚

  2. Aloha, Rommel! I woke up to a nice SURPRISE this morning! I appreciate our friendship that started months ago when I saw your beautiful photos from the Philippines featured on your blog. I never saw any of those beautiful places on our 14 mission trips even though we traveled hundreds of miles in Luzon. They were ‘working’ trips to remote towns and mountainous places, never went to the islands or places you photographed. I swam in the murky waters of the South China Sea near Dagupan. One day I would like to be a tourist and see the white sand beaches and snorkel in clear water! Thank you for the ‘feature’! God bless you always!

  3. It takes a big heart to notice these people. It takes thoughtfulness to notice their kindness. It take generosity to make this effort to share. I’m indeed privileged to be one of your blog followers. Thank you, Rommel!

  4. Hey Rommel! You are truly gifted with your talent for photography, storytelling, and writing! I always enjoying reading your post. Keep up the awesome work. Your Ventura neighbor. Mike

  5. I call it compassion and loving-kindness. Touching and very nice stories. Glad you shared them to us. πŸ™‚

  6. Each person has her own story. I’m glad there’s one like you sincere enough to unravel those stores and share them. It takes kndness and thought. A beautiful heart in a meaningful post. =>

  7. people need people…so true and how you highlighted these folks in the ordinary moments of their day touches the soul. thank you for your gift of sharing the little things that may have gone unseen but you bring them to light- it is beautiful. β™₯

  8. Almost missed the notification, I knew you had come out with something I badly wanted to read…and I was not disappointed, not one iota. Wonderful stories these. Thank you for highlighting these Special People. I’m looking forward to the next installment πŸ™‚ Keep ’em comin’ bro.

  9. Great stories Rommel. Your words always reflects your personality. You are a kind and intelligent person. Wishing you all the best in life’s journey and do not forget to share with us few lessons you are learning in this journey.
    Great post!!

  10. Hi Rommel,

    As I read these stories, the common thread I seem to notice is one of compassion and warmth,. Could these be aspects of your own personality that are getting reflected as you narrate?

    Loved the post.


    • .. still hoping you are fine Rommel , and that something good is happening to keep you away from blogging .

  11. I see that Carla came by today, too, Rommel. I have checked for the last month, just to make sure somehow my Reader wasn’t working. I hope you’re well and just very active doing something wonderful. You are very missed. I hope we’ll hear from you soon, my friend. Debra

  12. Reblogged this on I am Super Istar and commented:
    When the word Frailty and Emancipation made me cry. This is a very good entry from a blogger friend Rommel. Truly, we are touched by the goodness of each one. πŸ™‚

  13. I love the anonymous stories, and also how you show appreciation to the bloggers you like. It is so much more personal than a “follow” list. Thanks for stopping by Gwichyaa Zhee!

  14. I want to thank everyone for the kind words you put in the comments. The comments are very overwhelming. I really felt that my blog has accomplished something special from the feedback-s I get from making this post.
    Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

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