For the next couple of days I will be at Antler Ridge Wildlife Sanctuary in New Jersey. Kelly Corless is the founder of this paradise for animals. People from all throughout western New Jersey bring injured and abandoned animals to her for rehabilitation and release back into the wild. Rudy an albino fawn wouldn’t have lasted but a few days in the wild will now become a permanent resident here. I jumped at the chance when Kelly asked if I would like to feed Rudy. I love rooting for the underdog, Rudy! Rudy! Rudy!
The staff and volunteers at Antler Ridge perform hundreds of acts of kindness each and every day.

The Sisters of the Humility of Mary invited me to speak with their nuns at their facility in Pennsylvania. My friend, Sister Claire Young has been a nun in this order for nearly 63 years. I met sister six years ago in Vero Beach, Florida, she moved here nearly a year ago and extended an invitation for me to visit. This group of wonderful women are very peaceful and pray for peace and many other needs including the One Million Acts of Kindness mission.
Thank you to everyone from the bottom of my heart for the kindness bestowed upon me during such a beautiful visit.

It was great spending time at a family reunion on Father’s Day. About 200 family members, friends and neighbors helped to celebrate this wonderful day of families being together.

Thank you to Father Andrew for inviting me to talk to his congregation at the Byzantine Catholic Cathedral. He talked about the Kindness Bus Tour and everyone was thrilled to spend time talking about how to make this world a kinder place. Bogart once again stole the show.

Congratulations to my daughter Lizzie who is making a big move to Montana. I am thrilled at all of the wonderful possibilities that she has going forward with her life. It was a great morning of connecting with her and helping to load her car for the journey west. One of my favorite memories was having to borrow a ladder and climb in her second-floor window after her keys were inadvertently locked inside. Dad to the rescue. I guess I’ll count that as two acts of kindness.

It is rare when your children live in three different parts of the country to have them all together at one time in the same place. I certainly seize the opportunity to get together on every occasion this happens. Strong bonds run deep.

At 8 1/2 years of age, Bogart is slowly becoming a lap dog. All of those years of full throttle energy are changing over time. I like this new lap dog mentality.