I do not know his name. I met him early one cold winter's morning in 2014. He was about 7 years old. It is likely that he is no longer with us. He had HIV and has possibly lost his fight against AIDS. He was asking for food. I didn't have any food at the time so I gave him a pair of gloves. His face lit up from within. His smile was even more beautiful than the risen sun. It is due to him and his beaming smile upon receipt of the gloves, that I have promised to make sure that there are resources available so that at least one additional child living with HIV receives a warm meal every day because of this fundraising drive. It would be my hope that if we feed one then we can feed them all...