Widower Is Barred from Boarding a Flight with His Newborn Baby, 82-Year-Old Meredith Helps Him — Story of the Day

A widowed man travels a long way to retrieve his newborn baby, but when he tries to return home with the child, he is refused entry into the plane.

Bob Hollis was running late. The 40-year-old had just received a call from a Florida hospital telling him a girl had just been born and he was listed as the father.

He would have discounted it as a prank, but he knew his wife was in Florida for a short holiday he organized for her while he renovated their home — it was a surprise.

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The two had no kids of their own and had adopted three because adoption was something they both wanted to be involved in, so they needed to add more rooms to their house, which was why he was renovating.

Among the two, Bob was more particular about getting a foster child because he was one himself, and he had grown up promising himself to take in as many kids as he could.

“If I can help those kids grow up to be the best of themselves then I feel like I’ve made a huge difference,” he told his wife while they were discussing it.

Bob was also father to two grown kids whom he conceived while he was with his former wife, Ellen. The two went their separate ways after the woman decided to cheat with their pool boy, and she was caught.

He met his second wife, Mary, two years later, and after dating for several months, they got married. They tried to have kids but were unsuccessful, and this motivated them to look into adoption, but they never stopped trying to make babies.

One day, their persistence paid off, and Mary conceived a child. It was in preparation of the baby’s arrival that Bob decided to expand the house to include a nursery and an extra room.

After making the decision, he got Mary, who was due in two months, on a plane to Florida — a place she had always wanted to visit. But when she arrived in Florida, the woman immediately went into labor and was subsequently rushed to the hospital.

Unfortunately, she died during childbirth, so Bob was told that because the child was a newborn, it was necessary to fly out immediately. He packed his suitcases and flew to Florida to pick up her daughter.

When his plane landed, he rented a car and made his way to the hospital, where his wife had allegedly passed away.

The news of her death still ate at him, but he knew there would be time to grieve later, so he focused on bringing home their only child together.

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When he arrived at the hospital, he met with the volunteer at the intensive care unit, a woman who was 82 years old and recently widowed.

Her name was Mrs. Sticks, and she had things to tell Bob. “What happened?” he asked her as soon as he entered her office.

“Have a seat Mr. Hollis,” she said calmly.

“I’m better off standing, he replied.

“I’m sorry for your loss Mr. Hollis, but your wife suffered some complications giving birth to your child.”

At that, Bob cried bitterly, and Mrs. Sticks quietly watched him, choosing to let him grieve. After a few minutes, she cleared her throat and spoke.

“As I understand you have come for the child, but I have to make sure that you have what it takes to care for one,” Mrs. Sticks said.

Bob let her know that he was already a father and Mrs. Meredith Sticks nodded appreciatively as if to say, “You’ll do,” but she still gave him her phone number.

“Call me if you need anything,” she said. The kind woman also offered her new acquaintance a ride to the airport on the day of departure.

Things went on smoothly for Bob until it was time to board the plane. When he got to the boarding gate, the woman at the counter refused to let him through.

“Is this your child sir?” she asked.

“Of course she is,” he said.

“I’m sorry but she seems too young to be on an airplane. How old is she?”

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“She’s four days old. Now can I get through?” Bob said.

“I’m sorry sir, but you’ll have to present her birth certificate and wait till she is at least seven days old before traveling with her,” the woman said sternly.

“What’s this?” Bob asked angrily. “Are you saying I have to remain here for the next couple of days? I have no family here to stay with which is why I must get home today.”

“I’m sorry, it’s the policy,” the woman said and turned her attention to the next person in line.

Bob knew that it would take him quite some time to obtain the document but he also had nowhere to go in Florida and no one to ask for help.

He was preparing to spend the night at the airport when he remembered Mrs. Sticks, the kind woman from the medical center. He would rather not have bothered her, but he had no choice, and the night was quickly approaching.

“Hello Meredith,” he said. “I need your help.”

When Mrs. Sticks found out about Bob’s problem, she immediately promised to return to the airport and bring them to her home — it was an offer that astounded Bob, who knew he would most likely have refused to help if he was in her place.

“Compassion still thrives in this world,” he thought to himself.

Bob stayed at Mrs. Sticks’ house for more than a week before he returned to Texas. The woman didn’t just welcome Bob and his daughter into her home. She helped him cope with the newborn baby as well as the death of his wife by talking to him and comforting him. She even helped him arrange for the proper transportation of his wife’s body, making things easier for him.

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The man could not believe how generous she was and would always call her a real angel — even his daughter seemed to love the woman because the girl would start to glow and giggle just from hearing the woman’s voice.

During his stay, Bob learned that the woman had four grown children, seven grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren.

Together they looked after the baby, took relieving walks, and even went to honor the memory of Mrs. Sticks’ departed husband — activities that brought the two even closer.

The man saw in Mrs. Sticks his mother who had passed away a long time ago, and he knew he would miss her a lot when he flew home.

After receiving his daughter’s birth certificate, he was permitted to return home, but Bob continued to keep in touch with the old lady who had helped him.

He had no idea how things would have worked out without her, and he never forgot her kindness, so he visited her every year with his little daughter until she passed away a few years later.

A lawyer reached out to him at her funeral and told him that Mrs. Sticks had left him part of her inheritance, just like she did for her kids.

In honor of her kindness, Bob donated the money to a charity he founded together with her four kids, including her oldest daughter Shirley, whom he fell in love with due to constant exposure to her charms. Later, the two got married, and she became a mother to his six kids.

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What did we gain from this story?

  • Kindness leaves a lasting impression. Bob could never forget Mrs. Sticks, who was there for him in his difficult times. Her heart inspired him to found the charity organization, which was a way to share more kindness around.
  • Imbibe the culture of giving back. Bob adopted three kids with his late wife because he was from a foster home himself and wanted to find a way to make the lives of kids in orphanages better. It is an act worthy of emulation.

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My Fiancée Lost Her Engagement Ring and Demanded That I Re-Propose, but the Whole Truth behind It Made Me Gasp

My Fiancée Lost Her Engagement Ring and Demanded That I Re-Propose, but the Whole Truth behind It Made Me Gasp

Jason’s meticulously planned engagement party took an unexpected turn when he revealed his fiancée’s deceitful act of pawning her engagement ring for a shopping spree. In front of friends and family, he exposed her betrayal and auctioned the ring for charity, reclaiming his dignity in a dramatic fashion.

Losing her engagement ring on that hike devastated Emily. She was a mess, and no amount of shopping therapy seemed to help. She bought a new purse and shoes, but I could still see the sadness in her eyes. It hurt me to see her like that, and I knew I had to do something.

A lost engagement ring | Source: Midjourney

A lost engagement ring | Source: Midjourney

Determined to make things right, I made a tough decision. My PlayStation had been my companion for years, but it was time to let it go. I decided to pawn it and use the money to buy a new ring for Emily. With a heavy heart, I drove to the pawn shop.

The shop was a small, cluttered place on a busy street. As I walked in, the bell above the door chimed. I took a deep breath and approached the counter. A middle-aged man with a friendly smile greeted me.

The owner of a pawn shop | Source: Midjourney

The owner of a pawn shop | Source: Midjourney

“Good afternoon. What can I do for you today?” he asked.

I placed my PlayStation on the counter. “I need to pawn this. I need the money to buy an engagement ring.”

He nodded, looking at me with sympathy. “I see. Let’s take a look.”

The pawn shop owner inspects a gamepad | Source: Midjourney

The pawn shop owner inspects a gamepad | Source: Midjourney

While he examined the PlayStation, my eyes wandered around the shop. And then I saw it. My heart skipped a beat. There, in the glass display case, was Emily’s engagement ring. I recognized it immediately—the intricate design, the tiny chip on the band. It was definitely hers.

“Excuse me,” I interrupted, pointing at the ring. “Where did you get that ring?”

Jason sees the ring | Source: Midjourney

Jason sees the ring | Source: Midjourney

The man glanced at the display case and then back at me. “Oh, that one? A young woman brought it in a few days ago. Said she needed the money for something urgent.”

My mind raced. Did someone steal Emily’s ring and pawn it here? But as the man continued to describe the woman, my heart sank. It was Emily.

Sad Jason | Source: Midjourney

Sad Jason | Source: Midjourney

Why would she pawn the ring and then ask me to buy a new one? Was she in trouble? My emotions swung wildly between confusion, betrayal, and anger. I needed answers.

“Can I see the ring?” I asked, my voice trembling.

Jason understands it was his ring | Source: Midjourney

Jason understands it was his ring | Source: Midjourney

The man handed it to me. Holding it in my hand, I felt a mix of nostalgia and heartbreak. I thanked him and promised to return with money to reclaim it. Leaving the pawn shop, I knew I had to confront Emily.

But a simple confrontation wasn’t enough. I wanted to teach her a lesson she’d never forget.

Jason tried to find a way confront Emily | Source: Midjourney

Jason tried to find a way confront Emily | Source: Midjourney

Back at home, I decided to play it cool. I acted like nothing had happened, going about our daily routines as usual. Meanwhile, I hatched a plan for the perfect revenge.

I began by planning a lavish surprise engagement party. I invited all our closest friends and family. I told everyone it was going to be a special night where I would re-propose to Emily with a new ring, explaining how we had lost the original one on a hike. Everyone was thrilled and eagerly anticipated the event.

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Jason invites everyone to a party | Source: Midjourney

I was careful with the details, making sure everything was perfect. I wanted this to be a night Emily would never forget. I wanted her to feel the same shock and confusion I had felt at the pawn shop. It was a cruel plan, but in my anger, it felt justified.

The day of the party arrived, and everything was set. The house was decorated beautifully, and the guests started arriving. Emily was excited, thinking it was just a regular party. She had no idea what was coming.

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Emily excited for her party | Source: Midjourney

As I looked around at our friends and family, all there to witness what they thought would be a magical moment, I felt a pang of guilt. But I pushed it aside. This was for Emily. She needed to understand the impact of her actions.

The moment arrived. I got down on one knee, holding the new ring in my hand. Emily’s eyes sparkled with surprise and joy. But I wasn’t done yet. The real surprise was yet to come.

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Jason executes his plan | Source: Midjourney

As everyone gathered around, I took the stage with a microphone in hand. “Thank you all for coming,” I began, my voice steady and confident. “Tonight is a very special night. I want to share something important with all of you.”

I turned to Emily, who was smiling broadly, expecting a heartfelt proposal. “Six months ago, I proposed to you with a ring that symbolized my love and commitment. Recently, we thought that ring was lost during a hike. But tonight, I have a different story to tell.”

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The ring in a pawn shop | Source: Midjourney

The room fell silent, the suspense building.

“I went to the pawn shop to sell my PlayStation so I could buy a new ring and re-propose. But to my shock, I found our original ring there. The pawn shop owner told me it was brought in by someone who needed money for something urgent.”

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Checked and frightened Emily | Source: Midjourney

I paused, letting the words sink in. Emily’s smile faltered, confusion and fear flickering in her eyes.

“And that someone,” I continued, “was you.”

Gasps and murmurs spread through the crowd. Emily’s face turned pale.

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Emily understands her secret is out | Source: Midjourney

“You pawned our engagement ring for a handbag and some shoes, then demanded I buy you a new one and re-propose. You didn’t think I would find out, did you?”

Her eyes widened, tears welling up, but I pressed on.

“So, tonight, instead of a re-proposal, I have something else planned.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out the engagement ring. “This ring is a symbol of trust and love. And it deserves to be with someone who truly understands its value.”

Jason auctions his ring | Source: Midjourney

Jason auctions his ring | Source: Midjourney

I turned to the crowd. “I’ve decided to auction this ring tonight, right here. All proceeds will go to a charity that supports honesty and integrity.”

The room buzzed with shock and excitement as I handed the microphone to the auctioneer I had secretly hired for the night. Emily stood frozen, humiliated and speechless.

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The auctioneer | Source: Midjourney

As the auctioneer began taking bids, I watched with satisfaction. The ring sold quickly, raising a substantial amount for charity. The room erupted in applause, and I felt a weight lift off my shoulders.

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Jason talks to his friend | Source: Midjourney

After the auction, friends and family approached me with mixed reactions. Some were shocked, others were impressed by my bold move. My best friend, Mark, patted me on the back.

“Man, that was intense,” he said. “I can’t believe you pulled that off.”

I shrugged, trying to play it cool. “Had to do something. Couldn’t let it slide.”

Emily tries to win Jason back | Source: Midjourney

Emily tries to win Jason back | Source: Midjourney

Emily, still standing off to the side, finally found her voice. She approached me, tears streaming down her face.

“Jason, I… I can’t believe you did this. Why didn’t you just talk to me?” she pleaded.

I looked at her, feeling a pang of guilt mixed with the lingering anger. “You lied to me, Emily. You pawned the ring and didn’t even think to tell me the truth. How could I trust you after that?”

Jason doesn't want anything to do with Emily | Source: Midjourney

Jason doesn’t want anything to do with Emily | Source: Midjourney

She sobbed, covering her face with her hands. “I was desperate. I made a mistake. I’m so sorry.”

I sighed, the reality of the situation settling in. “I needed you to understand the gravity of what you did. Trust isn’t something you can just throw away and expect to get back.”

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Jason sits in an emptying restaurant | Source: Midjourney

The room began to empty as guests slowly left, whispering among themselves about the night’s events. I stood there, feeling a mix of relief and sorrow. It wasn’t the ending I had envisioned for us, but it was the one we had come to.

As the last guests left, I walked over to the charity representative to hand over the proceeds from the auction. “Here you go. I hope this helps,” I said, trying to focus on the positive outcome of the night.

Charity associate | Source: Midjourney

Charity associate | Source: Midjourney

“Thank you, Jason. This will make a big difference,” she replied, taking the envelope with a warm smile.

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