My kids and I lived in Palm Bay, Florida in 2004, for just eight months. In that eight months we were hit by four hurricanes - three of them major.

It was not unusual for power to be out for 14-18 days after a storm. Stores were closed, restaurants were understaffed and unable to open.

But on day three of Hurricane Jeanne, as the kids and I were out looking for gas for the generator we found a Dominoes Pizza with a huge line in front of it. They were open!

Those that know me know of my severe distaste for pizza. It's just not something I like - yet this day we waited for hours in a line. Finally we were able to order, and we had a choice, "Large Cheese, or large cheese". I ordered ten large cheese (the most they would let me order) and we waited again.

Finally we were called to collect our order - and it was cheap - $3.00 per pizza, no tax - Dominoes was just trying to feed people, not make a quick buck.

I took four of the pizzas to my friends house (he was my boss as well, but mostly he was my friend). We shared those pizzas with his family then we left and delivered the rest of the pizzas to our neighbors (mostly elderly) and we never enjoyed pizza as much as we did that day.

This story never made the media (as far as I know), but it made a difference to a lot of people on that day. It showed us all that some semblance of "normal" was coming back - it gave us hope.

I tell this story because later I found that the manager of this Dominoes acted alone - she took the initiative to do something, instead of waiting for direction from her corporate masters. In the absence of any other directive she did what she knew was right, and she helped people - profits be damned.

I still don't like pizza, but when I order it, I order it from Dominoes - because they had one manager that cared about more than profit on that day. It meant a great deal to a great deal of people.