Our daughter is following a family tradition.
She was home for the Thanksgiving break. It was too short. We went to her college in western Massachusetts on Tuesday evening, stayed at a hotel overnight, and then returned to Albany on Wednesday morning.
Thanksgiving dinner was at a restaurant for the first time in memory, for complicated reasons too tedious to recap. It was the three of us, my MIL, one BIL, his wife, and one of their daughters. It was nice, but 11:30 is really early for something called “dinner.” The place was closing at 2 p.m. so the employees could have part of Turkey Day with their families.
Sunday after church, we loaded the car and headed east. While there were a couple of slowdowns for construction and because of a couple of smokies pulling over drivers on the Massachusetts Turnpike, we got to the college in decent time.
My, her suitcase is heavy, and it’s a two-floor walkup. Our daughter showed us some improvements she had made in the room, and then my wife and I returned home.
MIA
Early the next afternoon, she texted me that she could not find her wallet. “Did I leave it in the car?” I messaged her mother, who that evening and again the next morning thoroughly checked the vehicle.
I knew that no one had tried to use her Discover card because I had frozen it.
Friday afternoon, she called. Her mother had wondered whether she had left the wallet on the car’s roof since it was clearly not in her room. So, she called me to ask about our route leaving the campus, which I explained.
It WAS on the roof because she sent this picture at 3 pm, less than 15 minutes after she started walking from her dorm. The light blue item was the wallet. Below is her CDTA Navigator bus pass holder, which must have spilled out. While there were tire treads on the wallet, everything was intact, five full days after it was lost.
This was a far better outcome than MY lost wallet. The three of us were relieved.
What a blessing to find the wallet unharmed and everything still in it!! I hate that feeling of “I’ve lost something important”!!
Ouch. I’ve dropped my wallet getting out of the car before. Not a great feeling.