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This article was published 30/8/2013 (1364 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
Thanks for retrieving my purse
I WAS taking my usual very early morning walk at the parking lot of the Shaarey Zedek Synagogue at Wellington Crescent and Academy Road.
I park my car on the lot and walk around the building six or seven times.
As I was walking, I noticed a young man on a bike looking at me in a strange way as he pedalled out of the parking lot. When I returned to my car, I found that someone had smashed the passenger window of my car and stolen my purse.
Needless to say, this led to a flurry of events on my part -- cancelling Visa and getting a temporary driver's licence... Most importantly, gone were my hearing aids, without which I am almost completely deaf.
When my husband and I came home an hour later, there was a message on the machine: "I'm Debby. I found your purse in my back lane."
I went over later in the day and gratefully retrieved my stolen purse. All my belongings were there (except for a few dollars), including my precious hearing aids.
I want to thank Debby Wall and her neighbour, Terry Candy. What wonderful people they are. I will not forget their kindness and will pay it forward every day.
-- Sybil Plattner
That girl was an angel
MY daughter, mother and I were out for lunch at The Forks.
My four-year-old really wanted a lollipop after lunch. My mother bought her one, and my daughter was enjoying it until she accidentally dropped it and was very upset.
A few minutes later a kind teenager came up to my little girl and asked her if she dropped her lollipop and she nodded her head yes. The kind girl pulled out a giant lollipop from behind her back and gave it to my daughter.
I would like to say a big thank you to that wonderful girl. She made my daughter's day. She was so happy and excited and that is all she talked about for the rest of the day.
Sometimes teenagers can get a bad rap, but this girl was an angel. Her parents should be proud. I think she said her name was Christie but I'm not sure, as it was so noisy in there. Either way, may God bless her.
-- Lana and Livia Borges
Hoisting a beer of thanks for David
I'M sending this message of thanks to David Bryce (I hope I spelled his last name right).
On Aug. 3, I was on my way to our friends' wedding around 8:30 p.m., travelling north on Highway 59 towards Perimeter Highway.
I was driving my wife's truck and the right rear passenger tire went flat. I got out in my good clothes and started to jack the car up, while people on the highway just passed by, ignoring me.
There I was, kneeling in the gravel by the side of the highway trying to change the flat, the truck slipping backwards off the jack.
I thought all was lost when I called CAA, and they told me they would send out a tow truck in an hour and a half.
Fearing the truck was going to fall, I propped it up with the spare and stood by the side of the road, frustrated that no one would stop to help me.
Along came David Bryce with his wife. He asked if he could lend a hand, which he did, and I was soon on my way.
I would like to give David my heartfelt thanks for giving me a hand changing my tire and allowing me to make it to the wedding, although a tad late.
David, as per your request, I hoisted a beer for you at the wedding reception. I hope this story brings a smile to your face.
Thank you so much for stopping. I wish there were more people like you on the road to help others in need.
-- Will Tataryn
A pleasant surprise
ONE morning a friend and I were volunteering for CNIB, selling raffle tickets.
One gentleman bought a few tickets; we had a little chat and he went on his way.
Shortly after, he returned with two large cups of juice and two large muffins, a much appreciated and pleasant surprise.
Thanks again, sir. I'm sure you're a kind, sensitive medic.
I will do my best to pay it forward.
-- V. Hogan
Honesty and integrity prevail
While shopping this week, I lost a very expensive bracelet.
Back tracking, it occurred I'd most likely lost it at Jensen's Nursery loading plants into my truck. This revelation was late in the day and I couldn't call, so I emailed.
Saturday morning I was told a lovely gentleman had found it in the parking lot, and it was safe and sound.
Honesty and integrity prevail; thank you kind sir.
-- Charlotte Tataryn
Truly a random act of kindness
We were out for our regular Saturday breakfast at Howard Johnson Restaurant in Yorkton, SK.
The six us just finished eating, and our server came to our table and advised that our breakfast is paid for by two gentlemen of Sperling Industries from Manitoba.
We did not even see them so it truly was a random act of kindness. It sure felt good as we are sure they wanted to stay anonymous.
-- Janet and Arnold Gress
All good things for kind bus driver
I want to thank the Winnipeg Transit bus driver driving down Lumsden Avenue on Aug. 25 at about 12 p.m.
My six month old puppy had managed to escape from our backyard and ran onto the busy street. He was about five metres in front of the bus and the bus driver stopped just in time and even waited until we had got hold of our puppy.
I can't thank this person enough because as a child I had two dogs tragically hit by vehicles and killed. This meant more to me than you could ever imagine.
I wish nothing but good things to ever come your way, Transit Driver.
My faith in humanity is surely restored!
-- Courtney MacNeish
We purchased a BBQ from a local store and had the retailer assemble it.
When we picked it up we found out that it was about an inch too large to fit into an SUV. As we were trying every which way to try to fit the BBQ into the vehicle, a gentleman came along and said, "It looks like you have a problem." The gentleman said, "I have a pickup truck, and let's just put in the back and I will drive you home."
I went with him to give directions with my lady friend following. He did not even ask how far away I lived which fortunately was not far.
I offered to compensate the gentleman for his trouble, but he refused.
I hope he gets a chance to read this.
-- Lloyd Thomas