What We Have Lost
It seems as if we are constantly being reminded of how dangerous this world is, what with bomb scares and airport scanners that render us all guilty until proven innocent. This results in a climate of fear which I find tragic. I feel I live in place far away from the life depicted on television […]
By Edie Clark|May 30 2010|
It seems as if we are constantly being reminded of how dangerous this world is, what with bomb scares and airport scanners that render us all guilty until proven innocent. This results in a climate of fear which I find tragic. I feel I live in place far away from the life depicted on television and in the daily news. Like a split screen or the case of the one hand not knowing what the other hand is doing, it’s a kind of schizophrenic existence that we live in, one part in distant places, dark, shadowy and foreboding, and the other, here, where we live, a place of light, where we often don’t even lock our doors, where everyone is innocent until proven guilty. In pursuit of our security, we are being made to feel extremely insecure.
Some time ago, an elderly friend of mine was at the airport to fly to Los Angeles to visit her son. In her haste to board the plane, she bolted from the ladies room and left her purse in the stall. Once she was in the air and realized what she’d done, efforts were made but no one could locate her purse. Or so it seemed. Weeks later she had a call from the LA bomb squad who had what she had lost. They explained to her that her purse had been reported as a “suspicious object” and had been carted away in a specially contained vehicle. Eventually she was reunited with her purse and almost everything in it (missing were the orange-colored peanut butter crackers she had packed as a snack. The squad suspected they might be the orange explosive, plastique). Since then, we have had fun telling that seemingly ridiculous story, especially because her purse was hardly new and not exactly stylish. I even told the story in an address I gave to a graduating class, apologizing to these seniors that they had to grow up in a world like this. Needless to say, things have only gotten worse since then.
A few weeks ago, I had lunch with a friend at a small caf
I have a friend that lives in Colorado and one day she was rushing to return to her home, from an overnight trip, and left her wallet laying on a table in a small restaurant in a resort area. She called me that she was almost home and had left her wallet at some place she had been for breakfast. After two phone calls I had located where she had been and they had her wallet at the cash register having just found it. Everything was in place, credit cards, identity and money. When I called her back after about 10 minutes with the location, which I emailed to her, she was amazed that it had even been found let alone have everything as she left it. There are still good people in the world but sometimes you have to really look for them.
one day a policeman knocked on my door and handed me my purse. I had left it in the shopping cart at the grocery store. someone took my money and threw it in the garbage. someone else picked it out and called the cops. I didn’t even know it was missing.
i found a purse in the shopping cart at Publix. It was packed with everything; phone, keys, wallet and even the grocery receipt. I took it up to the office and the girl said “oh she’ll be calling soon.” I actually stopped carrying purses because i’ve left them in too many places. A woman’s purse means everything to her. isn’t that something? My mother got her purse snatched in a grocery store. She just cashed her paycheck and had just gotten new glasses. I mean everything was in there. It was so awful. Edie makes us think of things, doesn’t she?
what a sinking feeling to experience when we lose our wallets or purses (that’s half the reason why I don’t carry a purse) and what a thrill when we realize that there still are honest people left in the world!
My son lost his wallet about a little over a week ago here in Vt and sad to say no one has returned it to him. I know there are a lot of good people out there and just wish one of those had found it. I still have hope that it will be found sans money.