It’s my turn to pay it forward
JUST a short note to let everyone know there are still good people out there.
I drive about an hour into Winnipeg every week to play volleyball in a men’s league. A couple of weeks ago, I got out of my vehicle at the Investor’s Group Athletic Centre at the University of Manitoba and put my wallet into my pocket. That was the last time I saw it. A couple of hours later when I was leaving, I realized it was gone. I retraced my steps and even drove back into Winnipeg the next day looking for it with no success.
I had $180 in it along with credit cards and the rest of my ID. That’s more cash than I normally carry. I cancelled my credit cards and dreaded the task of replacing everything else.
Five days later, I received a call from the Bank of Montreal in Tuxedo that someone had turned my wallet in to their branch because of a credit card that I had. When I picked it up, everything was still in it, including the cash.
Sadly, no name was left. To whomever returned the wallet: thank you! I guess it is my turn to pay it forward.