“It’s my attempt to establish a legacy that will last beyond me.”
Those words jumped out at me in the following story by John Blake of CNN. Legacy. It’s the part of us that lives in others once we’re gone. We can’t determine our inheritance—what we receive from our parents, culture, schools and churches. That gets laid in our laps whether we like it or not. Good or bad.
But we can determine our legacy. Every one of us will pass something on; the key question is, Will it be primarily blessing or primarily destruction. Glory or Ruin.
Here’s a story of an average guy who made that decision:
“Tara,” he blurted, “you’re never going to believe this… ”
Ferrin had just discovered $45,000 stashed in his new home.
There’s a biblical parable about a man who found treasure hidden in a field. Ferrin found his in a dusty attic. For years, the author and illustrator had wondered what would happen if he struck it big. Would sudden wealth change him?
Three years ago, Ferrin got his answer.
His story began one Wednesday in May, when Ferrin was miserable. He was suffering from pneumonia and had been forced to take time off from his job as an artist at the Deseret News in Salt Lake City. But things were looking up. He and his wife had just closed on their first house, and Ferrin decided to take a private tour after getting the keys.
Ferrin moseyed back to the garage, where he noticed something odd: a scrap of carpet dangling from an opening in the ceiling. Grabbing a ladder, Ferrin tugged on the carpet and pulled back a celling panel leading to an attic.
When he climbed into the attic, Ferrin saw eight World War II-era ammunition boxes. He delicately pried one open, dreading seeing a grenade. Instead what he saw blew his mind: wads of bills held together by orange fishing twine. He started counting — and kept counting until he eventually realized he had stumbled onto $45,000.
He called his wife, already envisioning how they could use the cash: remodel their new house, repair their car, maybe even adopt. But her first response chilled those plans. She told him to call the family who previously owned the house.
“I immediately knew she was right,” Ferrin said. “As much as I wanted to keep it, I couldn’t keep it. That just wouldn’t be right.”
The previous owner was Arnold Bangerter, a biologist with the Utah fish and wildlife department and a father of six. His wife had died in 2005, and after Bangerter died in 2010 his children sold the house to the Ferrins. It turned out Bangerter had been squirreling away money for years; some of the bills dated back to the 1970s.
Before he did, though, he had a little fun. He photographed his two boys, Lincoln, 10, and Oliver, 7, throwing piles of cash up in the air while he yelled it was raining money.
Not everyone thought it was a laughing matter to give back so much cash. Some people told Ferrin he should have kept the money, that he had a legal right to it because he found it in his home. For Ferrin, something could be legal, but that didn’t make it ethical. How could he keep money intended for someone else?
“We always wonder to ourselves, if I struck it big would it change me?” he said. “Would I be a different person? It was hard to hand over ($45,000), but it was the right thing to do.”
What sealed Farrin’s decision, though, wasn’t ethics; it was fatherhood. Ferrin thought about the devotion Bangerter had for his children, and he saw a kindred spirit.
“I imagined this guy, for years and years, collecting money and putting it away. I understand that need to think for the future and take care of loved ones. I can understand him as a dad.”
Ferrin said he, too, is trying to leave something for his children as they grow up.
“There’s a big world out there and I try to teach them to be good young men,” he said. “Sometimes I come short of that. They’ll forget about all the lectures I gave them. But I think they will remember this one.”
Ferrin left the Deseret News but is still an artist. He draws political caricatures and whimsical children’s illustrations and has written a book, “Blitz Kids,” about his grandfather’s role with the University of Utah’s improbable basketball championship team in 1944.
Ferrin’s art and his book, however, are not just a means to earn a living.
“It’s my attempt to establish a legacy that will last beyond me,” Ferrin said.
Now Ferrin’s deed is part of that legacy.
News of his selfless act spread across the globe. His story is preserved online. He has received letters from around the world. One guy in Australia said he would be honored to buy him a beer. Another person sent him a pocket knife with the engraving, “Honesty has its own rewards.” Ferrin had to stop granting interviews after a while because it became too much.
He says today that what he gained from giving away his treasure is more than what he found.
“It was one of those moments that test your character,” Ferrin said. “We are the sum total of our decisions. I didn’t want to be the guy who found something and kept something secretly. I don’t regret it at all. It made me a better person.”
— John Blake, CNN
My greatest joy in life is my family. I know, that sounds like the comment you’re supposed to make as a man and father. All I can say is I literally shake my head in wonder at the family I have: my wife Beryl; my daughter Barclay and son-in-law Vince, their four daughters, Bella, Brynn, Brooke and Blake; my son Alec, my son Conor and daughter-in-law Bonnie, and their daughter Gemma. Every one of them is a genuine gift. Beyond that, I have a calling that I live out through Peregrine Ministries. It is to help men: Understand their identity in Christ, Embrace their role as men, and Live out their God-given calling in life. Bottom line is I’m convinced men matter and I want to help them live life on purpose.