One sometimes hears derogatory comments about young people today.

We were walking home on Friday afternoon through the Dingle Park when my husband became quite unwell. I was trying to get him up to the main road but it was obvious that I would not be able to do so. I said a prayer, asking for someone to come to help. A young man named Ieuan Sleeman came along. I called out to him and he, willingly, and cheerfully, supported my husband until we reached the main road from where we were able to get a taxi home. Nobody else could possibly have been kinder or more gracious. I would like to compliment his mother on raising a fine young man.

Faith Perry

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