My brother was a patient at MD Anderson Cancer Center, suffering from the brutal effects of leukemia relapse. He asked me for one of those heated vibrators to soothe the pain in his muscles. I looked at the big stores first, without success. Then I started checking every drugstore I could find. All the clerks said the same thing: "Come back before Christmas or Mothers Day. That's when we stock the item." I couldn't bring myself to say the truth out loud... that Christmas would be too late for my brother. It was October now, and I knew he wouldn't be here in December. I don't know how many stores I had tried (at least eight or nine) when a clerk took a few minutes to look for one, and I was able to buy it and take its comfort to my brother. I was so moved that I couldn't even tell her just how much this small act of kindness meant to me. I had been to so many stores that I don't know which one it was, so I can't thank her in person. I wish I could let her know that five years later, I still thank the Lord for her.