it all hidden — not out of guilt, but out of fear. Fear that if we knew, we might be tempted touse it for ourselves instead of helping others. He’d already saved 17 children’s lives with those funds. I wasn’t angry. I was moved. And more than anything, I wanted to help. Now, we run the foundation side by side. The man I married,

who once darned his own socks and never asked for much, turned out to be the richest man I know — not because of what he had, but because of what he gave. Sometimes, the most extraordinary hearts live the most ordinary lives.