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Carol Perkins: Small Town Kindness
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By Carol Perkins
While my mom was at the beauty shop this week, I ran some errands for her. I dropped off her electric bill at the Tri-County window, whipped around to the City Building (next door to Tri-County) and stretched my arm to place $3.74 and her tax bill in the "drawer." (I'm too short and my vehicle too tall.)
The clerk immediately noticed that I had placed the property tax bill in the window and not the city tax bill so she slid the drawer back out and before I could reach the bill and the money, a strong wind caught two of my three dollars and whirled them off like balloons released at a birthday party.
She watched and I watched as they sailed away. I pulled my vehicle forward so I could open the door to chase the two dollars, but they were on their merry way. Money falling from the sky!
The clerk apologized profusely, which I assured her was not her fault, and as I was driving away, another clerk at the office came out of the building to search for my dollars.
"You don't have to do that. Let it surprise someone." I didn't want to be a bother. We both laughed and I left for the sheriff's office to pay my mother's tax bill and to figure out where the city tax bill was (it had fallen between the seat and the console.)
When I parked at the new courthouse, the city clerk (now the third person on my flying dollars) drove in behind me, waving my two dollars as she approached my car.
"Oh my goodness, did you all get out and search for them?" I felt so guilty for causing them this trouble. She laughed, "I found one of them almost at Butler Funeral Home." (Several feet away)
I handed her the right tax bill and gave her back the $3.74. "Would you take this back with you and save me another stop?" I was thinking about the strong winds and my bills sailing off again.
I am constantly amazed at the kindness of others when no one is watching. They didn't have to chase down my money. Two dollars weren't going to break me, but they wanted to find it and return it to me.
Only in a small town would anyone take the trouble to do what these ladies did, and I will never forget their kindness. They will likely never forget the day Miss Perkins's (all were my former students) money flew out of the drawer and across the parking lot. We all have a new story to tell.
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