DJ
Somehow, people that do good things are always remembered.
I remember years ago I was coming home from my friend's house and hit a patch of black ice. I was out in the snow and cold, walking home (my apt. was about 4 miles from where I landed). I had heels and a suit on with no coat. Some guy saw me struggling and stopped. He asked me if I wanted a ride home and I gladly accepted. Those kind of people you never forget. Am I not right??
Any way of writing a letter to the bus company commending her? It would make a big difference having a letter like that in her file.
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