As summer comes to a close, I find myself reflecting on my family’s fun times. Among the things we did, one was a trip to Washington in June to visit family. Our travels took us to Chewelah for a few days to visit my aunt. We had a wonderful stay!
But our trip was nearly marred by what could have been a very upsetting event. My sister and I decided to meet at the Chewelah Park, to let our children play. Our families spent most of the afternoon enjoying the pleasant weather and each other’s company. By late afternoon our toddlers had reached their limit and began to “melt down”. We hustled off to get them down for a nap.
The next morning I realized that I was missing my camera which suddenly I remembered I had left at the park. More important than the cost of the camera was the memory card inside containing many irreplaceable pictures of my children along with other priceless memories.
We raced to the park fearing the worst. As we walked around, a lady stepped out from the bowling alley asking what we were looking for. When we explained the situation, she quickly told us that people had found my camera and that they had planned to turn it into the police.
After a quick check, an officer at the police station returned my camera to me. He even informed us that the people looked at the pictures, found that I was from Montana, and called the hotels asking if there were any Montana guests. I was in tears! They not only did the right thing, but went above and beyond to try to find me. If you are those people and you are reading this, I THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I felt an overwhelming sense of appreciation for small towns and their good people. I’m sorry for the delay in sharing my gratitude; the summer-time hustle took a hold of me. But now that things are slowing down, I wanted the members of the Chewelah community to know this Montana girl has much gratefulness and adoration for you!