Instead of complaining, I am writing to praise a member of our community because she definitely deserves it. I don’t even know her name.
I am a 50-something year old woman, and I am a caretaker to an 89-year-old disabled WWII veteran. On Sunday, Jan. 22, he and I drove to Food Lion in Hamlet to get groceries. In the car, he handed me $50 and I went inside to get the food while he waited in the car.
When I got to the check-out, I reached for the cash and it wasn’t there. I started searching every pocket but it wasn’t there. One of Food Lion’s male associates walked with me up every aisle of the store, but we never found it.
So I had no choice but to leave the groceries and begin the long walk back to the car where I would have to explain what had happened to my senior-citizen friend. Just before I reached the car, a gold colored car pulled up beside me and a young African-American woman rolled down the window. She asked me to come back inside the store with her, that she wanted to buy my groceries. And she did.
I was so grateful that I burst into tears. I couldn’t thank her enough, and I asked for her name. She refused, saying she didn’t do it for the glory, she simply wanted to perform this one act of kindness.
I was truly touched. I want her to know, whomever she is, how much she touched my life that day.