Two questions for when my high school batch holds its reunion 30 years down the road: who will be our Norberto and who will be the ones to offer comfort and hope?

He was still just a young man when this happened but his job prospects had become bleak. Poor and physically disabled and psychologically scarred by this tragedy, he had not known the comfort of a wife and the pleasure of having his own children.

He is now old like the rest of his batchmates, but unlike most of us, he has suffered the very heavy hand of injustice, and through no fault of his own, was denied so many of the good things we take for granted. Justice which is a basic human entitlement has been denied to him.

Help my mom’s batch help Norberto by passing the word along. Blog miracles can still happen.