When I lived in Michigan, I had a store in a town called Farmington, which was a suburb of Detroit.I belonged to a service club there and one of the things we sponsored was an organization called The Rainbow Connection. They sponsored fulfilling the wishes of terminal children at All Children's Hospital. One little boy wanted to meet Muhammed Ali. His people were contacted and we raised enough money to send for him first class and several of his enterage. He accepted. Up until then, I never though of Ali one way or another, but I changed my mind. Why? Because he refused to accept the transportation money. Then he spent the morning visiting the kid that brought him there. Then he spent the afternoon visiting every child who was visitable in the hospital. I thought about him a lot after that. When encountering a truly good person,one's outlook on humanity is refreshed in a way that nothing else can compare to. My experience was that of encountering a very good man.