4-yr-old calls stranger ‘old person’ in store – then her mom is floored by his response

In today’s fast paced technological age we often forget about the elderly people among us. Which is possibly the reason why so many eldery now live alone and are isolated from society.

Maybe it’s because they have lived long lives that people think they don’t need friendship or love, but in fact its quiet the opposite.

Recently we came across a story of a 4 year old called Norah who called a stranger at a grocery store “old person”. Little did she know she was about to change both their lives forever.

Meet Tara Wood. A doting mother of seven children. On the day her daughter Norah turned four, they had a unique experience together . Tara thought this story so unique and special that she would share it online, with it immediately going viral.


“The day before my daughter Norah’s fourth birthday, she foreshadowed a remarkable event.

I’d just picked her up from preschool when she cautioned me to mind the elderly person walking across the parking lot at a glacier’s pace.

She went on to explain that she has a soft spot for mature folks: ‘I like old peoples the best ‘cos they walk slow like I walk slow and they has soft skin like I has soft skin. They all gonna die soon so I’m gonna love ’em all up before they is died.’

Sure it got kinda weird and dark at the end there, but I liked where her heart was.

I was struck by her thoughtfulness and empathy and posted that quote as a status update on Facebook when we got home. I had no idea how much she really meant it.”

“The following day — her birthday — again on the way home from school, she asked if we could stop at the grocery store to buy celebratory cupcakes for her and her six siblings to enjoy after dinner.

How do you say ‘No’ to a birthday girl?”

“I popped Norah and her younger sister in one of those enormous and cumbersome grocery carts shaped like a car and headed toward the bakery. After we picked up the cupcakes, I stopped at a ‘Clearance’ shelf that caught my eye. While I was distracted picking up and then dismissing the bottles of almost expired Ranch dressing and cans of Ensure, Norah was busy standing up in the cart, excitedly waving and gleefully proclaiming, ‘Hi old person! It’s my birfday today!’

The man was elderly, stone-faced, and furrow-browed. However, before I could ‘Shush’ her for calling him an ‘old person’ or ask the Earth to swallow me whole, he stopped and turned to her.

If he was troubled by my no-filter-having child, he didn’t show it. His expression softened as he replied, ‘Well hello little lady! And how old are you today?’

They chatted for a few minutes, he wished her ‘Happy Birthday,’ and we went our separate ways.”

“A few minutes later, she turned to me and asked, ‘Can I take a picture with the old man for my birfday?’ It was the cutest thing ever and, although I wasn’t sure if he’d oblige, I told her we’d certainly ask.

We found the man a couple of aisles over and I approached him. ‘Excuse me, sir? This is Norah and she’d like to know if you’d take a photo with her for her birthday?’

His expression rapidly morphed from confused to stunned to delighted.

He took a step back, steadied himself on his shopping cart, and placed his free hand on his chest. ‘A photo? With me?’ he asked.

‘Yes, suh, for my birfday!’ Norah pleaded.

And so he did. I pulled out my iPhone and they posed together. She placed her soft hand on top of his soft hand. He wordlessly stared at her with twinkling eyes as she kept his hand in hers and studied his skinny veins and weathered knuckles. She kissed the top of his hand and then placed it on her cheek. He beamed. I asked his name and he told us to call him ‘Dan.’

We were blocking other shoppers and they didn’t care. There was magic happening in the grocery store that day and we could all feel it. Norah and Mr. Dan sure didn’t notice they were chatting away like long lost friends.”

“After a few minutes, I thanked Mr. Dan for taking the time to spend a bit of his day with us. He teared up and said, ‘No, thank YOU. This has been the best day I’ve had in a long time. You’ve made me so happy, Miss Norah.’

They hugged again and we walked away. Norah watched him until he was out of view.

I’d be lying to you if I told you I wasn’t a weepy mess after their encounter.

I was blown away by this meeting and thought maybe some of the readers on my Facebook page might enjoy hearing about it.

I posted the story and a photo of the two of them.”

“Later that night, I received a private message from a local reader who recognized Mr. Dan.

His wife, Mary, had passed away in March and he had been lonely since his beloved had gone. She wanted to let me know that she was certain his heart was touched by my little girl. That he needed it and it likely would never forget it.

I asked for his phone number and called him a few days later.”

“We made a visit to Mr. Dan’s cozy and tidy house — reminders of Mary still proudly displayed everywhere you look. He had gotten a haircut, shaved, and was wearing slacks and dress shoes. He looked ten years younger. He’d set out a child’s table, blank paper, and crayons out for Norah. He asked if she’d draw some pictures for him to display on his refrigerator. She happily agreed and went right to work.

We ended up spending nearly three hours with Mr. Dan that day. He was patient and kind with my talkative, constantly moving girl. He wiped ketchup off of her cheek and let her finish his chicken nuggets.”

“As we walked him to his front door after lunch, he pulled out a pocket knife a cut the single red rose blooming by his porch. He spent ten minutes cutting every thorn off of the stem before handing it to his new friend. She keeps that rose, now dry as a bone, in a Ziploc bag under her pillow.

Norah asks about Mr. Dan every day. She worries about him. She wonders if he’s lonely, or cold, or has cheese for his sandwiches. She wants him to be okay. She wants him to feel loved.

Mr. Dan thinks about Norah, too. After another recent visit, he relayed that he hadn’t had an uninterrupted night’s sleep since his wife died. He told me that he has slept soundly every night since meeting my girl. ‘Norah has healed me,’ he said.

That left me speechless and my cheeks wet with tears.”


“Seventy-eight years separate these two people in age. Somehow, their hearts and souls seem to recognize each other from long ago.

Norah and I have made a promise to see Mr. Dan every week — even if it’s only for fifteen minutes, even if only for a quick hug and to drop off a cheese danish (his favorite!).

I’ve invited him to spend Thanksgiving with us. He’s part of our family now. Whether he likes it or not, he’s been absorbed into my family of nine and just like Norah said, ‘We’re gonna love him all up.’

Sometimes talking to strangers can lead to beauty full new beginnings. Give it a try.”

Please SHARE this heartwarming and touching story with friends and family. There are elderly people all around us who are lonely and could use some company or friendship. All it takes is a couple of minutes out of your day to say hi and have a few words with a neighbor and you can change an old persons day or week so easily.

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