Every Saturday morning, without fail, he comes.
It doesn’t matter what the weather is like, he comes. It was snowing like a sonofabitch two weeks ago. It didn’t matter. He came.
I finally spoke to him this morning. I’m kind of kicking myself for not asking his name, but it was 6am.
I thanked him for always bringing us donuts. I wanted to express my gratitude to him. I am sure many others have, but it was my turn.
He was a resident here back in 1999. Since he graduated 17 years ago he has been bringing donuts here every Saturday! He said “So I always remember where I came from. Always.”
What a testament to selfless service! What an inspiration! While I was living out 17 years of insanity and chaos, every Saturday this man was bringing donuts to the guys battling through recovery.
Today, I am grateful not only to the Donut Man, but also to the idea he represents: Service To Others. And I got to thinking: what can I do today to be of service to someone other than myself? I need to get out of my head and do something for someone else.