Tuesday, December 27, 2016

HANUKKAH IS RATHER DROLL AT OUR HOUSE

That was the day before yesterday---

Photo of candle lighting second night taken by DD, so she’s not in it. The guys (DH, DS, and DD’s boyfriend) properly covered their heads and donned hats for the blessing of the candles—
A mad hatter’s party^

The night before that one was the first night of Hanukah. DD is vegan now, so I worried about how eggless latkes would pass for the real thing. I needn’t have. The vegan latkes were successful, maybe better than ever.



DS and DD had just returned from a wonderful all-day hike in Point Reyes. DS then proceeded to put on a Santa outfit and head with a sack of gifts for the little kids in the house next door. He does it at the neighbors’ request, and from the fact they ask him to please do it every year, he must be a good one. Nothing like a Jewish Santa! Only after DS’s Santa duty could we all light the Hanukkah menorah, sing songs, and EAT.


The only thing that went wrong was that DD came back without her wallet. She thought she might have lost it on the second of three buses they took, but couldn’t be sure. It had her bankcard, her ID, her Juilliard student ID card, her dorm room key, and some more things... Oh, and there was money also. All the cash she had.


The office for Marin Transit Bus Company was already closed, (Christmas eve) and would be for the next day. (Christmas day) We thought it might be closed Monday. (Christmas Day observed in offices) We had no way to call their lost & found.
We figured that if it isn’t located by the time we call on Tuesday, we‘d have a lot of work to do to replace everything. What a shame.
As my grandma would have said, “it’s always something.


Now for the rest of the story---

DD called the bus company Monday just in case someone would be there, and a woman answered. DD didn’t have to say much, only that she may have left a purple wallet on bus line #68, when the lady asked, “do you go to Juilliard?”

Yup, they had her wallet. That afternoon we drove to San Raphael to the central terminal to collect it, and everything was in it.

But there’s more---

DD said there’s twice as much cash inside than she had before. All her IDs are there, and someone added some $$$.


Well, that’s our Hanukkah story, and we’re sticking to it.


Here’s hoping your holidays are joyous,



9 comments:

  1. I absolutely love this part about DD's purse being found!! I got teary-eyed telling it to my husband and he also got teary-eyed. It's just so heart-warming to know there are still lots of people in this world who are loving and kind.

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    1. Oh, that is such a great story! Someone was her Secret Santa! (Nice karma for her brother's Santa role...)

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  2. That is awesome, Mirka! I enjoyed your pictures and am glad the vegan latkes were successful! You'll have to share that recipe.

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  3. Wow. Now that's a cool Hanukkah story. I hope you have an awesome holiday.

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  4. Last summer we lost our shirts on our old farm, bad people, bad stuff. Last month we financed in part another couple who bought the farm outright. Maybe we're plain stupid, maybe we're slow learners, or maybe we just choose to trust. Because, the world really does have good people in it, as DD discovered.

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  5. "...the world really does have good people in it"

    I have no doubt you're one of them, Donna.

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  6. What a wonderful 'happy ending' story. Seems a lot of people are doing good deeds lately to make up for whatever's bad in the world. Glad your Hanukkah, as well as the vegan latkes turned out well.

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  7. Wow! What a sweet thing someone did! I'm so glad it worked out and with an added blessing! I love seeing evidence of good people doing good deeds. :)

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