Man Finds Baby In A Subway Station, Beautiful Story Ensues
There’s no shortage of stories that make us all cringe and hate the world we are living in. Stories of abuse and neglect are everywhere. That is why it is so nice to read a potentially tragic story with a heartwarming end. This story about a baby found in a subway station in New York City pretty much made my week.
I don’t want to give the whole story away because part of the beauty of it is how it unfolds. The story begins with a frantic phone call from the author’s partner:
“I found a baby!” he shouted. “I called 911, but I don’t think they believed me. No one’s coming. I don’t want to leave the baby alone. Get down here and flag down a police car or something.” By nature Danny is a remarkably calm person, so when I felt his heart pounding through the phone line, I knew I had to run.
Being a New Yorker, I can’t imagine finding a baby in a subway station, attempting to alert authorities, and having them not believe me. “The baby, who had been left on the ground in a corner behind the turnstiles, was light-brown skinned and quiet, probably about a day old, wrapped in an oversize black sweatshirt.” A day old. Unbelievable.
The story takes a sort of fairy tale turn when the judge in family court asks the man who found the baby if he is interested in adopting him.:
The question stunned everyone in the courtroom, everyone except for Danny, who answered, simply, “Yes.”
“But I know it’s not that easy,” he said.
“Well, it can be,” assured the judge before barking out orders to commence with making him and, by extension, me, parents-to-be.
I know, I know. It’s a little unbelievable and naturally questions pop into your mind; How could a judge just “offer up” a child for adoption? What if this man was a sociopath? What about all the time it usually takes for parents to adopt? How can someone who “finds” a baby seemingly bypass jumping through all the hoops that adoptive parents have to endure?
The answer is, I don’t know. But in a world filled with bad news and pain, it’s nice to believe in a judge’s superhuman intuition and read about a happy ending.