This morning I was headed out of Los Alamos going on a motorcycle ride.

I stopped at Totavi to fuel up and realized my purse was missing. I called home in a panic knowing in my heart I had placed it on one of the saddlebags. My daughter looked around the driveway and said it was not there.  

I went home to see if I had possibly left it somewhere else at home. I pulled up and she came to my bike and said I was one very lucky person. Evidently a very nice man and his daughter had seen it in the road by Smith’s. I would like to say thank you to who ever this person was.

Forever grateful.