Fred Sparrow, Ocean Shores
A wonderful thing happened to me in Brunswick Heads.
After filling my car at the service station pump I discovered that my wallet was no longer in my pocket. The attendant girl was pleasant and understandably required me to leave an item of value if I wished to drive away. I returned to my vehicle to see if it was in the car.
A chap walked up to me and said. ‘I am going to give you eighty dollars. Here is my business card. Phone me when you have the money and I will tell you how to send it to me’. He then handed me eighty dollars.
He had not asked my name, my phone number, where I live. Nothing! A complete stranger had just given me eighty dollars!
Luckily, within a minute, I located my own wallet, which had fallen from my pocket down the side of the seat.
I managed to return the money to the chap before he drove away. I kept the business card, though, and emailed my gratitude. Neale Wilkinson replied that a lady was also about to hand me money but he got to me first.
I subsequently learne that Neale is the courtesy bus driver for Friday Hut Dining. If the food is anywhere near as good as the personnel the meals must be delicious.
The kindness of Neale, and of the lady who also had good intentions, is fantastic. My gratitude goes to them both. There are truly wonderful people out there and it was my pleasure to be involved briefly with them.
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