These stories from Aries, Bestbubby and Oomis give tremendous chizuk. They reinforce for me the notion that the ikar of Yiddishkeit is menschlachkeit–kindness, nothing else. The kindness these people displayed towards others is an inspiration. They were from a generation that had so little, but yet did so much for others. The fact that these beautiful neshamos could have existed shows that the RBSH must be with our nation, as where else could these neshamos have come from?
May you all have much comfort in these memories of your precious parents, and may Klal Yisroel know no more tzaar.