This reminds me of a friend of mine. I’m mid 50’s, he’s pushing 80. When he was 18, he was on staff at a Christian summer camp in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. An alder man there noticed that he had a big car and suggested he bring a few kids to camp. He organized some others to join him.
That went on for many years then they bought a bus.
He drove me to camp several times as a youth.
A while later, I got my bus drivers license and started driving myself.
He still has his CDL but doesn’t do the long trips anymore but still maintains the buses and handles all the scheduling.
In many ways he’s my mentor even though I now live hundreds of miles away.
His wife passed away this year after an over 20 year cancer battle.
Two of my kids are at camp now. One on summer staff and a be as a counselor for a week.
I think outside family, I’ve known him longer than anyone else.
That’s a beautiful story. You and your friend are wonderful!