Dear Anonymous,
When I arrived home yesterday afternoon I was greeted by a box of socks, thermal shirts and fleece lined hoodies. All new. We handed them out this morning and this man said 'How do we thank them? These are amazing?'
I said a photo might be a place to start. So this is one happy man who really appreciates the help.
He tells me he is working things out with his wife and gonna find a way to co-parent their little one, who he is sad to miss Trick or Treating this year.
That led to a nostalgic conversation of Halloweens past. Of running from house to house in the dark. The naughtiness of a roll of toilet paper. Candy.
And the guys refrain of 'It just ain't the same anymore.'