From Hidden Brain Media, I'm Shankar Vedantam. This is my unsung hero,

stories where one person reached out to help another in a time of need.

My Unsung Hero is a boy named Spencer.

He was my son.

Julie would drop off soup at our house. I look forward to it every one.

I would say thank you for giving me one of the best gifts of my life.

Today's story comes from Veish Berry.

Veish has mild cerebral palsy.

Because of the disease, she occasionally trips and falls.

One day in 2017, she was in Washington, D.C. for an important meeting.

That morning in June, it was bright and beautiful.

I felt very confident in what I was wearing.

I was walking along L Street toward my meeting.

And without warning, I fell. I fell badly. I fell on my face, my glasses cut into my eyelid.

My cheeks were torn up, I was bleeding. All I wanted to do was jump up and grab my glasses and

avoid any further embarrassment. I heard a voice from the man I had noticed earlier standing in a

garage. I thought he was a garage attendant. He ran over to me and picked me off the sidewalk and he walked me, rushed me actually, into a building and down an office hallway and I heard him yelling, Mary, Mary, come, it's an emergency.

Wiesh later found out the man's name was Kevin.

And he rushed me into a bathroom and Mary appeared and Mary was the building concierge.

Mary took over and Kevin ran for a first-aid kit. And Mary just automatically, even though I had left a trail of blood, she took over

washing me, washing my face, washing my hair, trying to get the blood off my clothes, soothing me. I was babbling. I was

so embarrassed. But more than that, I was deeply demoralized that this had happened to me yet again and

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