I am almost 93 and after a stroke find it difficult to walk.
Early this morning (July 29), I went shopping for groceries and felt lucky to get hold of one of those small shopping carts to lean on.
When I finally (and so slow) made it to the cashier a fellow before me, did not only wave me on to go ahead of him, he also insisted on paying my whole grocery bill and threw a bouquet of flowers on top of it all for good measure.
This is the only way I can think of to thank him in public, for he refused any thanks, saying my smile was enough.
I always liked Canmore when a competitive cross-country skier in my younger years. At 89, I happily moved here to live with my daughter.
A great thing happened to me was when the Town of Canmore repaid a speeding ticket I had gotten when going 40 km in a 30 km/h zone. How surprising and nice is that?
Then, after suffering that stroke, I had to cut down on gardening the back and front of our home and I was big on gardening. For more than a month now, I am displaying garden stuff to sell on the front lawn. I leave all overnight because it is too hard to remove items every evening.
Nothing has been stolen. In fact, not only did some people take something when I was not there and left loonies displayed openly on a plate, no one else took any of that loose cash.
Others took photos of what they took and came back later to pay. Is there another town where people are as honest as in Canmore? I don't think so.
Canmore is a beautiful, first-class town. Too bad it also is too expensive for most mortals to live here. Still, they do, and we will try. And once more a huge thank you to the fellow who paid for my groceries.
Margrit de Graff,