I met my hero today. His name is Brandon.
Mommy was driving me home from school again and I saw him again, and screamed, "There he is!" again. This time mom stopped, and we both got out of the car. As soon as he saw me, he smiled so big and yelled, "Thank God you're OK!"
My mom started crying. Again. And thanked him A LOT! She even gave him a big hug, so I decided it was probably OK for me to do the same.
We learned his name was Brandon (but I already told you that) and mom asked for his phone number. Not sure what that's about, but I'm very happy.