My 16-Year-Old Son Saved a Newborn from the Freezing Cold — and the Next Morning, a Police Officer Knocked on Our Door

By Monday, the story was everywhere.

The punk kid with the pink hair.

The boy who saved a baby.

He hasn’t changed his style. Still rolls his eyes.

But I’ll never forget him on that frozen bench, saying quietly:

“I couldn’t walk away.”

Sometimes you think the world has no heroes.

Then your sixteen-year-old punk son proves you wrong.