A story to tell

I was recently sitting on our front porch in the quiet of the breaking dawn observing nature revealing the wonders and the complexity of our living planet.

It seemed to be a visual and audible song engulfing my reverie. My thoughts soon wandered, who am I?

Just what is my role in all things around me?

Have I offered my best efforts to be at peace with nature and with others around me?

Soon I realized the answer. Many years ago a singer, Bobby Scott, presented a song with lyrics so meaningful the directors of” Boys Town,” a small village devoted to housing young homeless boys, adopted the lyrics of this song to describe their purpose.

Soon an artist was commissioned to create an image to depict the new Boys Town theme, which then became a part of their printed logo.

As their fund raising literature was circulated nationwide, we were all introduced to the new picture.

There, quite unobtrusively, we would find the Boys Town purpose depicted in that image, and Bobby Scott’s song.

At first sight we saw a common boyish activity; one boy carrying another on his back.

But there was something different. This was not a game!

We could see a boy, possibly 12 years old, with a younger boy desperately holding on, arms tightly around the neck of the older boy, legs securely circling the waist of his helper whose tired hands were bearing the weight.

Even though disregarding their journey down this lonely country road with the thick dust covering their clothing, we could discern a slight smile appearing beneath the brim of his cap.

Suddenly we understood. This image explained the reason Boys Town had chosen Bobby Scott’s lyric … “He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.” One young person, struggling, but willing to bear the weight— He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.

Occasionally, as I recall this depiction of two boys on a dusty road, tired, but with a small proud smile, the older, stronger, caring for the needs of the more frail is sure to cause a small tear to form.

That is the way it should be. … He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.

Jack Stevic Harlingen