My husband was walking home from working at the Transcona Shops. The warm weather had finally arrived, and he walked with his coat draped over his arm.
Somewhere along the route, unbeknownst to him, his wallet slid out of his coat pocket.
While we were out retracing his steps, a man on a bicycle showed up at our house with the missing wallet. He left it with our neighbour, so we were unable to thank him.
Hopefully he will read this and accept our sincerest, heartfelt gratitude.
— B. Wood