Mahalo, wallet-returning stranger, you saved my life
Recently, while getting gas for my tractor mower at a Pukalani gas station, I needed to leave suddenly. Several miles up the road to my Kula home, I realized I had left my wallet full of newly cashed, big-dollar bills and my credit cards on the outside of my truck.
That awakening scared me, and I pulled over to return to the gas station to recover my wallet. However, just as I started to turn, I looked behind my car and saw this woman had parked right behind me, running toward me waving my wallet with some loose bills flapping in her left hand and smiling and laughing, saying she saw me leave and how I had left all the money behind and how she had no choice but to follow me and get my wallet and money back to me.
I could not believe what was happening and so in my startled state of mind, I simply looked at her, took my money and wallet and said a few word like “Thanks a lot” and drove away as fast as I could.
After recovering from an illness, I became very concerned about thanking my wonderful savior. The gas station manager didn’t know the woman. So, I’ve written this letter.
Words are not able to express my gratitude, so all I can say from the bottom of my heart is thanks for making this a better world for all of us.
Peter T. Wilson