Thankfulness is a virtue

    Greetings from the Ridge.
    My friend Bobbi said she didn’t sleep a wink that night. We’d gone out to eat with a couple other friends and Bobbi insisted that she pick up the tab. She’s the type who’s always doing that unless you break her arm. We stayed long past our dessert and by the time the evening was over our waitress had become our close friend, plying us with coffee and constantly checking on our gastronomic well being.
    Bobbi called me the next morning. “Freida! I feel awful! I’ve gotta go to town!” I offered to drive her to Out Patient, but she said it had nothing to do with her health. “I forgot to leave a tip!” The woman was in full-blown dither. “Don’t worry, girl,” I said. “She’ll understand and you can catch her later in the week,” but Bobbi would have none of it. “No way, Freida. I couldn’t sleep for worrying about it.” Some people are like that and thank God for them, for their urge to thank those around them stands as a model to everyone.

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