CHEERS to the mystery couple at Cebolla’s on Dupont Road who bought dinner for me and my daughter on Sept. 7. That was by far one of the nicest things that anyone has done for me in a really long time. Very sweet!
CAMRON TRIBOLET Fort Wayne
JEERS to the woman who followed our mailman into Tartan’s Glen addition and berated him because her mail was 30 minutes late. There was screaming and yelling. He tried to explain that some juveniles were throwing rocks at him in the mail truck, he swerved to miss them and the contents inside fell out the window and scattered all over the road. That put him behind in his route. She didn’t seem to care. Why do people treat government workers so horribly? Public service is a hard job; and, no, the customer is not always right.
HOLLY VOLZ Fort Wayne
CHEERS to the Ball State University and the Indiana University athletic departments for scheduling the college football programs from the United States Military Academy (Army) and the United States Naval Academy (Navy) last Saturday here in our great state of Indiana. The Cardinals hosted Army in Muncie, while the Hoosiers hosted Navy in Bloomington for these two very exciting games. I believe this is the first time the football teams from Army and Navy have been in Indiana on the same fall football Saturday. Hoosier and Cardinal hospitality saluted these two great programs with so much class. My wife, Jorgann, and I were very proud to be part of this great day. Congratulations also go out to the coaches and student athletes who participated in these two memorable football games.
PAUL VIGLIANTI Fort Wayne
CHEERS to your warm and friendly city and to one woman in particular for making all of us so very happy.
On Sept. 7, my family and I had the pleasure of participating in your local 5K race to benefit prostate cancer. My maternal uncle is a survivor, and we came to support and cheer his victory. My family includes myself, my husband, my daughter and my two autistic sons. We walked the 5K portion of the race and had a good time bringing up the very rear of the finishers (my sons do not walk quickly). Everyone was incredibly nice and patient, even though we were the last ones to cross that finish line. After the race, there was a pancake breakfast and an awards presentation for the winners in various age groups. My youngest son, Joseph, was happy to have finished but did not understand that he did not win the race and therefore didn’t get a medal. I tried to explain that as a finisher, we are all winners and we did a good job helping people sick with cancer, but he was obviously confused and upset that things didn’t end as he expected. On our way to the car, a young lady stopped us and spoke to Joseph. You left before they called your name! she told him excitedly. You are a winner! Here’s your medal. She took her medal off and gave it to my son. It was perhaps the sweetest thing I have ever seen. When I asked him how he felt, he responded, Happy! I feel so happy!
I don’t know who the young lady was, but she took time to make a young boy’s day extra special.
JODI STROTHER Hamilton, Ohio