“I donated my son’s eyes to your lab,” she said on the phone. “Can I come by for a tour?”

The receptionist said she had never had such a request. “I’m not sure who to transfer you to,” she said, “but don’t hang up!”

This is an absolutely wonderful story. For me, it was doubly heartwarming, as our family has also had to deal with anencephaly in the past.

(Link via Michael B. Johnson)