This arrived in our Wallyhood inbox some weeks ago and it was so lovely we had to share:
Hello,
While waiting at the 45th street crosswalk in front of QFC Saturday, an elderly man asked me to look at the curb that separates the QFC parking lot from the sidewalk.
That started a lengthy, disjointed, yet still interesting, trail of stories. They ranged from someone tearing his shirts in the laundry room where he lives, to his Dad being a cop in the ‘hood, to his travels as a pilot in the Navy — and much more.
Sadly, I didn’t get his name. Attached, however, is a photo (taken with my phone, so not greatly quality) of what he found.
I LOVE that someone did that. Made me smile and love my neighborhood even more.
“Buddy, can you spare a dime?”
Cheers,
Luna
Did a similar moment of sweet Wallingford wackiness happen to you that made you smile?
I miss the VW Jetta with the poetry magnets…