🚨WOW!!! A Bronx pizzeria owner saw a woman eating out of his GARBAGE. He walked outside, took her by the hand, led her in, and pulled a hot slice straight from the oven for her. She sat down and cried. He said: "Don't cry. Eat. I don't want you eating out of a garbage." ❤️ His name is Daniel Romano. He owns D'Romano's Pizza in the Throggs Neck section of the Bronx. He didn't shoo her away. "I grabbed her by the hand and I led her to the pizzeria and I went in the oven and I got her a fresh slice and gave it to her. Sat down and she started crying. I said, 'don't cry, eat. This is not a problem.'" In that moment, he decided he'd never let it happen to anyone again. So he grabbed a marker, wrote a sign by hand, and taped it in his window for the whole neighborhood to see: "To the people eating out of my garbage, I have more love for you than you think. Please come in and tell me you're hungry. I will forever give you a slice and fresh water to drink." When they asked him why, his answer was simple. "Right now, I think this world is shot. There's too much hate. Too much negativity. Why not put a smile on someone's face?" And it turns out this runs deep for Daniel. It goes all the way back to his mother, Carmella. "She had a saying in Italian. She used to say, 'a desperate person will always make a better decision on a full stomach than on an empty.' "It always stuck with me. So I feed people." A desperate person makes a better decision on a full stomach. That handwritten sign has traveled way past the Bronx now. Daniel says people are calling him from Texas, Arkansas, Hawaii, even Alaska, all wanting to chip in and buy slices for hungry strangers they'll NEVER MEET. "Don't ask me, I didn't even know Alaska had a phone." It all started with one slice. One woman. One man who did something kind. GOD BLESS Daniel Romano. 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

In 1988 Dolly Parton pulled every 7th and 8th grader in Sevier County into a room and told them to pick a buddy. She made them sign a contract.. if BOTH graduate, she hands you both $500. One fails, nobody gets paid. The county dropout rate went from 35% to 6%. She handed out the checks herself. In 1989 she offered $500 to every kid in the county who wanted to go to the local college. When Gatlinburg burned in 2016, she sent 900 families $1,000 a month for six months. You've probably heard that part. Here's the part you haven't: The fund raised more than expected, so she showed up in May and handed every one of those families another $5,000 on top. Then she quietly put $3 million into the recovery group that handles the years after the news trucks leave. She built her county an entire hospital. She played a benefit concert in 2007, Dollywood and the Stampede matched it, and LeConte Medical Center opened in 2010 with a birthing unit and a women's center in it. In 2022 she started covering 100% of tuition, books, and fees for Dollywood employees. Full-time, part-time, AND seasonal. In 1991 she paid for a bald eagle sanctuary because the birds couldn't be released back into the wild, no press release. And when Hurricane Helene came through here in Western North Carolina, she wrote a personal check for $1 million and her companies matched it. She didn't owe North Carolina anything, but she helped us anyway. She started the Imagination Library because her daddy couldn't read or write. Before he passed, he told her it was the most important thing she ever did. Rest in Peace, Dolly 🇺🇸