Ellen's Little Moment of Win

Today, while at the Y, I dropped a precious ring given to me by my adopted son. When I inquired, I was told it had not been found; distraught, I later realized I hadn't even left my name. A few hours later, I received calls on both my cell phone and home phone from the front desk, telling me someone had turned in the ring and they would hold it until I came in again. They'd taken the time to figure out who I was, and seeing the effort they took, as well the honesty of others MMD!