Marjorie's mother, Zelma Hunt, was the neighborhood's “go-to” person and caretaker.  If anyone in the neighborhood was sick or had other troubles, Zelma was always there with a visit, a meal, and any help needed.  Lula, Zelma's neighbor through the block to the northwest, became ill, and told her husband, Ace, to “Go get Hunt; she'll know what to do.”

One day Zelma was visiting Lula and Ace.  Lula took Zelma aside and told her, “Here, I want you to have these huckleberries, but don't tell Ace.  He'd be mad.”

Huckleberries are tiny, very flavorful berries that are hard to pick.  Hours of labor are required to accumulate even a gallon, and Lula was giving a precious, hard-earned batch to her friend.

A short time later, Ace took Zelma aside and said, “Here, I want you to have these huckleberries, but don't tell Lula.  She'd get mad.”

Thus it was that Zelma made off with two batches of huckleberries from Lula and Ace.  Kindness pays.