In April 1945, a 20 year old mother received a message that undoubtedly sent her to her knees. A hand delivered telegram informed her that her husband was injured in combat in Germany during World War II. The message didn't provide any specific details (I'm sure that only added to her worrying), but

After a day of delayed flights I was ready to get home, but not nearly as much as Daniel, whom I met on my flight.  It was truly an honor for me to meet Daniel and get to be part of his amazing moment.