Mary Fisher's Heroes
Bevelyn Murray with her grandsons, Joshua and William, Washington. D.C. 
Grandmother's Love.
    Bevelyn Murray wasn't depressed.  I met her in subsidized housing where she was living on a budget that made me blush. She cared for her son; he died of AIDS in 1992. She had cared for her daughter who was in prison when I visited. While waiting for her daughter to return, she took over care for her grandson Joshua, who was six and HIV-positive, and William, who was nine months and also HIV-positive.
    When she picked up William, she held him with pride. When she cuddled the little boy, she closed her eyes, smiled and hummed. And when I was leaving, she came to give me a hug I can still feel.
    Grandmother Bevelyn Murray was full of faith, hope, and charity. She did not have the self-pity, anger, or doubt about God. She told me she recently began volunteering as a caregiver for the AIDS ministry at her church "because God's given me so much, I want to give something back."
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