I moved to Rochester about 3 1/2 years ago and met a woman named Ellen, along with a crew of wonderful new friends. Ellen has a daughter named Anna and, well, Anna needed a kidney. So Ellen had lawn signs made that say “My sweet daughter needs a kidney. I’m writing this because, while the world is in a mess these days, I hope this helps some of us realize that there is good that happens. Ruth YanoffThe Beacon welcomes comments and letters from readers who adhere to our comment policy including use of their full, real name.