Editor:
I’d had a bad month. Long story short – eye surgery, complications and lots of pain and discomfort.
I was feeling very low, dashed across the border to get gas, and inadvertently dropped my wallet after running in for a few groceries. My wallet contained about $200 US but, the awful thing, also my passport.
I discovered this as I was getting ready to cross the border. I dashed back to the store… no wallet turned in. I was near tears, walking back to my car, not sure what to do.
Just then, a clerk ran out calling for me, accompanied by a young man. “Are you Carole?” he asked.
He had found my wallet in the shopping cart and had gone in to tell them he was going to drop it off at Canada Customs at the border.
Oh my God, I fell into that man’s arms and hugged him good and hard. We went back to his car and his wife came out with my wallet, everything intact. I hugged his wife!
Not only were they honest, but they were extremely kind, helping to calm me down before I drove home.
What an example these lovely people were to their children.
I was so upset I didn’t even get their names. The next morning, having got a little perspective, I realize it wasn’t the end of the world, but I’d felt so awful and was at the end of my tether. These lovely people just restored my faith in people and the importance of being kind and honest in your own little corner of the world, in order to make the whole world a little better.
I hope you are reading this, because I feel a whole lot better today because of you.
Carole Martin, Surrey
