Our friend (and Gangreyer) brings us this story (via, Nieman Narrative Digest): Just before suppertime on Feb. 7, 2006, a little boy named Zach Kroeker, who lived on a farm in Jefferson County with his dad and his mom and his sister and his calves and his cats and a dog named Henry, died.
Instead of flowers for his funeral his teachers filled a basket with pencils and rulers and two books.
One was called “Salt in His Shoes,” and it was the last book Zach finished reading in Mrs. Comer’s first-grade class.
The other, “Horrible Harry in Room 2B,” was the book he never got to finish.
They put the books in the basket because Zach loved reading.
And because Zach loved reading something very special happened in the months that followed that terrible February day.
This is that story:
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