Dear Editor:
Good people still exist. I recently dropped my wallet in a parking lot of a doctor’s office. I had no idea it was gone until I reached home. After mentally retracing my steps between the two locations, I was about to leave my house to look for the wallet.
Like an angel, someone rang my doorbell with my wallet in hand. To say I was relieved does not begin to say how I felt. I offered a reward, but she would not hear of it, and was so kind, just speaking of donating to a charity. It is not possible to put into words what that meant to me.
All I know is that her name is Maxine and she drives a red Subaru. Should you be fortunate enough to know Maxine, you already know how kind she is.
Once again, Maxine, I Thank You so very much.
Rich Suarez
