His name is Calvin.
There will never be a monument, a bridge, or dirt road named for him.
But in this part of the South, his name, Calvin Stewart, will be engraved in our hearts forever.
Calvin was a patrol officer for the local sheriff’s department. From the time I moved here, he left brightly-colored Post-It notes on the fencepost or mailbox. It always had a lengthy note attached with words of kind…