Toby Freedman

This is one of my favorite videos of all time.

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A 10-year-old boy is dead because he was driven to suicide by constant bullying he received at school. Sammy Teusch of Greenfield, Indiana was bullied up until the night he took his own life according to his family. Bullied over his glasses. Bullied over his teeth. Day after day. His parents didn’t ignore it. They didn’t stay quiet. They went to the school 20 times asking for help, that’s 20 TIMES! Nothing changed. He was mocked. He was hurt. He was even attacked on a school bus. And still… nothing was done. Until it was too late. His dad said: “I held him in my arms… something no father should ever have to do.” I can’t get that out of my head. This isn’t “kids being kids.” It’s cruelty. And it’s failure from the adults who were meant to protect him. Bullying has no place in any school. None. And yet here we are. How many more kids have to be pushed to this point before something actually changes? PLEASE SHARE AND MAKE SAMMY’S STORY VIRAL SO NO ONE HAS TO SUFFER LIKE HE DID. 🙏 END BULLYING, BECAUSE IT KILLS!

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Fred Rogers was on his way to a dinner in Boston at the home of a PBS executive when he realized his driver, Billy, would be waiting outside in the car the whole evening while everyone else went inside. Most people would have accepted that without a second thought. Fred Rogers didn’t. He invited Billy in to join the dinner. Later, on the ride back, Fred sat in the front seat beside him, talking like a friend. When Billy mentioned they’d be passing his family’s house, Fred asked if they could stop. What followed was the kind of moment that feels almost foreign now. Fred went inside, met Billy’s family, and before long neighbors began dropping by too. There was conversation, laughter, piano music, and the simple warmth of people gathering together. Fred and Billy stayed in touch after that night. And years later, when Fred learned Billy was dying in the hospital, he called to say goodbye. That’s what made Fred Rogers so extraordinary. He didn’t just know how to be kind. He knew how to make people feel seen. In a world that teaches us to sort human beings by status, wealth, and importance, he moved through life as if none of those invisible hierarchies were real. And maybe that was his quiet genius. He never let people become background.