Thank You For Thinking With Your HeartApr 12th, 2011 | By Submitted | Category: Letters To The Editor
I think it is all too easy these days to complain when someone does something wrong and I myself am guilty of this as well. But recently I had something happen to me that not only touched my heart but again made me proud to live in a small town. My brother was killed almost a year ago (April 16, 2010). During the past year we have been going through his things with much hesitation as we all struggle with what is proper or what would he have wanted us to do with it? During one of our attempts to determine where his items could be best used my son found some dress slacks that if hemmed up would make good slacks for him to wear to work. So we took them into the local family owned cleaners here in town to have them hemmed up. Well, I took them in back in January before my brother’s murder trial began and as you can imagine I completely forgot about them until one day recently my son inquired about them. The next day I phoned the cleaners embarrassed that I had forgotten them there for so long. They said they were there and ready for pick up. During my kids spring break my family and I went by to pick them up and when the girl from behind the counter brought them forward I was curious when I saw a $5 bill attached to them. She slid the money across the counter and with an eye brow raised I questioned what is this for? The owner replied we found it in one of the pants pockets and we thought it might be your brothers and you would want to keep it. As my eyes teared up, I couldn’t believe she remembered that they were my brother’s pants. I was very touched that they would do such a thing and that the money would still be attached after sitting there for over 2 months. She was right it did mean a lot to me. Recently my mother thought she lost a very special family ring and I was able to use this $5 to barter with my mother that if she emptied out her purse to look for it that I would give her the $5 of David’s that the cleaners saved for me. She cleaned out her purse and there hidden within the torn liner was the family ring. Needless to say we are still healing from our loss & yes my mother now has a new purse. This is just one of the many reasons why I am proud to live in a small town. Thank you Debbie for thinking with your heart! Another thing I love hearing “You have a blessed day” when I call their place of business. We love you David and you are in our thoughts daily.