Every morning I drive down Lithia Pinecrest Road and get caught behind the school bus in front of A Kid’s Place” the man wrote. “Usually when I get behind a school bus I feel stressed, but watching those kids file onto the bus is so heartwarming I don’t mind stopping anymore. You must have 30 kids of all races and sizes getting onto that bus, and I watch the house parents give high fives, kiss tops of heads, hold hands, and wave as the bus takes off. Man, I gotta tell you – I get a lump in my throat every time. I wish A Kid’s Place had been around when I was a foster kid.