I would like to relate an event which aided in my development of empathy for those who struggle with hunger. I invited my good friend to come to my home and stay the night. ADVERTISEMENTMy mother had taught me manners and I had developed enough tact to not say l liked butter better and ate my friends treat. As we left to board the bus, my friend thanked my mom for the delicious soup and eggs. When I think of my boyhood good friend I think of him running across the school yard with that grease-soaked paper bag.