A little note for fun...

Daytime was cold but sunny; I came to the cemetery where my mother lies. They were burying someone. Nobody was there. Curiosity made me ask the keeper.
- He was a courageous man, he said. His parents were no more alive, his wife died a year ago. He has always worried about the others, never about himself.
- Was he old?
- No, not even thirty years.
- An accident?
- If we can say so. He threw himself into icy water in order to save an unknown man shouting for help.
- He had children?
- Yes, one of two years and another of three years, whom he was bringing up alone. I am sure he is watching over them from up there.