One connected our church to a food outreach program in 1992 which continues to this day. Another organized the presbytery’s 250th anniversary, bringing three churches of different races together, a critical step toward healing past wounds. During World War II, one of them, just a young teen, crossed racial lines to sit with a man who had just lost his grandson to the war, and stayed with him until the worst of it had passed. None were recognized in their day. None are able to present their accounts to the congregation on their own today. But, each were willing and able to tell their story when I approached them about making a documentary.