Ok I'll bite, this story from the other day. It caught my full attention with the following:
"His diseased kidneys were slowly failing him. One after another, people offered to donate one of theirs. But those good intentions — always foiled, never the right match — no longer raised his hopes.
It was his senior year at Brownsburg High School, the last year the doctors thought he would live,
when he met a girl with a brand-new Camaro at a car show.
He and his best friend tagged along with her to the carwash. She let him drive the Camaro; he ended up scuffing one of the rims.
Chelsea Clair, then 22, had never met Kyle Froelich, then 19. But she had heard his story through a family friend and had already volunteered to help raise awareness for his cause."
On that very first day they met, without really knowing why or what it would mean, she said to him: “I’m going to give you my kidney.”
More below and a surprise ending of sorts:
http://www.indystar.com/article/2013...ect-match-more