All I can say, God is good. So, in the little town of Augusta Montana, I want to give a huge hug and thank you to Dylan and Kathy that work at this small-town transfer station. Kathy is on the board. On Wednesday I accidentally threw my Mom and Dad’s (our) family and Hunting photos out. Well, they are closed on Thursdays and Fridays and open back up on Saturday. On Thursday night Mom asked me where that popcorn tin was (I thought it was ash from the pellet stove), mind you it was sitting by the stove. I felt just sick inside, so I ran downtown to try to find someone that worked there. I think I called the whole transfer station board. I was sick all night, could not sleep, I threw up, and I prayed and prayed all night. Then this morning I started calling again. I must find them. Kathy told me to meet Dylan down there at 10:30am. I was there at 10:00am dumpster diving. Well, he would not let me in the dumpster, so he did as I’m crying and just sick. He looked for a bit and said I’ll go get the backhoe. So, he pushed the trash around a bit and jumped back in. HE FOUND THEM. The can was a little crushed, but the pictures were still all in it. I was still crying and squealing with happiness. I tried to give him some cash for coming in on his day off, but he would not except it. Now I can tell Mom and Dad what I have done with good news instead of bad News.
Thank You, thank you, thank you.
Dylan, you so went over and beyond for me, thank you.
There are still some kind people in this world.
Thank you Dylan.