Hello,
I was happy to walk in the door at
home. It was a treat to find a note from Leroy informing me that he had hidden
ten compliments around the apartment. So far I have found seven of them leaving
delights for other days. Each was a lift of the spirits. It was a wonderful
greeting, especially because he could not be here in person.
When I called Leroy to let him know
that I had made it in the door, he told me, “That is a bright spot in my day.”
“Oh?” I asked.
“My bike was stolen this morning,” he
lamented, “while I was at the church. Someone came and cut the lock.”
He lost not only his bike, but a front
bag, back bag, small tool set, spare tire, back rack, headlight, and taillight.
At least those are the things that we have talked about. He was sad indeed. Leroy
did turn this information into the police.
His boss at the museum was quite upset
and he immediately started looking on line for some replacement possibilities
and found a couple that look promising. Also a member of the congregation has
an old, old bike that Leroy can use in the meantime. Rather Leroy tells me he
will have to do about a week’s worth of work on it before he can use it. He will
use my bike some, but he does not like to because it is a bit small for
him. He also learned that he can put his
bike inside when he is at the church. Somehow I think no one would be interested
in stealing my bike given the nature of it.
Paula
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