I'm grateful not to have lost my mind completely -- just the top section -- and glad it's never too late to say, "Thank you."
Last March 16, my credit card slipped to the floor of the Dial-a-Ride bus. Driver David Thomas (former student) found it and turned it in before I realized the loss. Transit company officials mailed it back before major panic struck me.
The same thing happened when I forgot my billfold after buying stamps. I retraced my steps to Densow Drug, where sales clerk Conner Kelly found and shelved it until a Monday when I asked if anyone found it. (Conner's aunt is a friend.)
Last week, while leaving Fred Meyer's parking lot, I realized my purse was gone. Nancy Murray, longtime acquaintance, found it in a grocery cart and met me, headed for customer service, before they contacted me by phone.
Never miss a local story.
Honest, decent people, locals going about ordinary chores, take time for kindness to an elderly lady good at history but with terrible short-term memory problems.
This year on the Dial-a-Ride to the Neurological Center fundraiser party March 8, I'll keep track of my charge card.
LAUREL PIIPPO, Richland