Senior moments. I’m still about seven years shy of the official line, but they are occurring with greater frequency these days. For instance, on Tuesday my prescription sunglasses slipped out of my coat pocket on the 72 and I didn’t notice until I got to the gulag. Some kind person found them, gave them to the driver, who gave them to transit Lost & Found, who gave them to me this morning. Major thanks to all involved. —Rawking the Tom Clancy look, once more

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  1. good to hear! wait til you get to the years when you enter a room and of course, forget why you went there, but discover such other delightful things. its a new world every hour, I tell ya.

  2. OP, am glad to hear of a success story from the lost and wayward dept. of the system we call H^l^f^x transit. I guess when one least expects a kindness, it shows that it’s capable with the human race. Only sometimes I fear.

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