Hey all;

 

  Here's an interesting story for you.  Please read it all the way through for a feel good message and a good life lesson.

  A few years ago, my sister had borrowed one of my father's cars as a means of transportation for her husband to get to and from work with.  It was 90 something Caprice.  One snowy and cold night, they had parked it on their driveway.  As the night wore on and on, the snowfall became heavier and heavier, while the temperature dropped colder and colder.

  Sometime in the night the cold and the weight of the snow became too much for the neighbour's tree to handle, and half of the tree split right off and fell on top of my father's car; doing some fairly extensive damage to it.  The next day, after taking many photos of it, my father, my brother-in-law and I chopped the fallen tree in to small bits and took it away.

  In the process of fixing/replacing his car, dad found another silver Caprice (same model, same year, only fueled by Propane instead of gas).  It was in Calgary for a relatively cheap price.  Dad drove up to Calgary one weekend and purchased the car, got it running and brought it home.  This new old Caprice (which was an ex-taxi cab) was in worse shape originally than the old old Caprice, but it would have had the parts needed to fix the old old Caprice.

  Fast forward years later.  I am now driving the Propane, ex-Taxi Caprice to and from work on a daily basis.  It's cheaper to run and it only needs to be driven around town.  I'd like to be driving Dad's newest old silver Caprice (yes, we have three of them, it's our own little fleet service!), but I'm okay with this one.

  Now, on to the rest of the story.  Last night I borrowed Christine's Toyota to go to Lethbridge in, in order to go out with some of my co-workers and friends to celebrate my last day of work here at the Taber UFA before going to Calgary.  Having taken Christine's Toyota, I left her with my Caprice to drive home from work when she was done.

  This morning, Christine goes in to a panic, because she cannot find her wallet.  She recalled having it at the end of her work night at Luigi's, but she couldn't find it.  She was running late so she grabbed some cash and ran out the door to look outside one more time on her way to work.  She couldn't find it.

  About 8:30 AM (far too early for me for a day off and after a late night), she called, really upset.  She couldn't find her wallet, no one knew where it was, etc.  Immediately (being the good boyfriend I am), I got up, got dressed, and went on a more extensive search for her wallet.  I looked all over the house, then looked in the yard, and finally looked in my Caprice.  I did the most thorough car search ever, and I found a wallet.  Only, it wasn't Christine's wallet.  Nor mine.  Nor anyone I knew.  Remember this, because I'm going to come back to it.

  I get in the car and drive to Luigi's, and what do I find, in the middle of the parking lot, open but untouched?  Christine's wallet.  Everything intact and money still there.  Talk about luck, eh?  I call her and tell her I found it, which made her feel a lot better.

  After a slurpee stop, I go back home.  Walking in the door, I recall that I found another wallet.  Curious, I open it and see that it belongs to a fellow out in New Brunswick.  It has no money or credit cards, but does have some cards, some bank cards, other papers, etc.  I find his license, use the address to do a search for a phone number on 411.ca, and call it.  I get this gentleman's mother.  She tells me that the wallet owner now lives in Ontario and that his wallet was stolen in a club years ago in Calgary.

  I guess that someone took his wallet, cleaned it out and stuffed it into the cab they were riding in, which has since become my car.  I also guess that no one has done a thorough cleaning on this car for many years.  Anyway, I package up the wallet and send it to this gentleman explaining how I found his wallet.  So, today I found two people's wallets.

  And that's my feel good message for the day.  As for the good life lesson it is this:  Clean your car more often.  You'll be glad you did.

  Take care everyone, and have a great day.  Spread the good deeds, too.

 

Fred