One morning last week 45 children in 45 Denver homes were too excited to eat breakfast. Up since dawn, they clutched schoolbooks, babbled to their parents. Soon, to each door in succession rolled a school bus. "Rusty," the bus driver, marched in, picked up a small passenger, carried him to a seat in the bus. His passengers were going to Denver's new School for Crippled Children. For many, it was their first school day.
Most crippled children never go to school, get their lessons from visiting teachers at home or hospital. The man who...
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