On the morning of December 20, 1951, Kip Malone was walking to a store in Newfoundland to buy butter for his mom. But on his way, Kip noticed a house on fire. A grandmother screamed at him from the top floor of the blazing home. “Save the children!” she begged. Kip heroically ran into the smoke-filled house and found a terrified five-year-old girl. He tried to pull her out, but she refused to go without her three-year-old sister who was nowhere to be found.
Kip wanted to take the girl and run, but a voice inside told him to keep looking for the younger sister. He swept his hand under one of the beds, and incredibly, there she was.
He ran the two children out of the house and brought them to safety before continuing on his day.
Kip Malone never stopped thinking about the two girls whose lives he saved, but he never heard another word about them. He didn’t know that the house fire killed the girls’ grandmother, and that their family never again spoke of the tragedy because it was too emotional and painful. The girls grew up never knowing who saved their lives that day, or even how they survived the fire.