Doing the right thing
Last night I received a telephone call from a Mr. Kissinger. He told me that he and his wife had been out walking near the post office and found several letters opened and rifled among which was one of mine.
The post box was full to the brim, so not hard to pull out some letters. Because I had a return address, he was able to find my telephone number and called to tell me.
How kind! How thoughtful!
Because of his sense of the right thing to do, I was able to cancel the check. I am most grateful.