'It’s never too late… to show kindness. Thank you dad for showing us the way'

In December 1986, I was just a little child having yet another scuffle with my older sister on a breezy Sunday afternoon.Dad demanded us to stop and we clambered into the car, petulant, in grief. No one would have ever predicted what we would experience in the next couple of hours. Dad drove the 1.2-litre,...