How wonderful to live in Paso Robles, among kind and honest people.
I lost my wallet Tuesday. I did all the things I was supposed to do — call the police, the bank and credit card companies — and was on my way to the DMV to get a copy of my driver’s license.
I stopped at Albertsons, the last place I had been the day before. Some beautiful person had turned in the wallet, and I was saved. Whoever you are, thank you!