Have you ever gotten a Christmas present from the person who reads your electric meter? In most of my years having electricity I haven't even seen the person who reads the meter.
When I moved back to the old home place about 8 years ago I would be outside on some of the days when Glen (I didn't know his name then) would come to read the meter. He was always so kind and always remembered to ask how my mom was doing. If I had just come back from the garden I would give him tomatoes, peppers, cabbage, kale, whatever I had at the moment. He always said the cutest thing, "My wife and I will certainly enjoy these." In the winter I would give him jams and jellies, cookies, whatever.
Glen got promoted last February and I had not seen him but a couple of times since then. I thought I had lost Glen forever. Missed seeing him. I knew he came on the 17th of each month about 11:00 a.m. and I'd find myself watching for him.
I was home all day Christmas Eve but I still missed Glen when he stopped by to leave me a gift. I was so sad I missed him, but I guess he didn't knock, just left the package on the step. A beautifully wrapped package containing cheeses, crackers and mustard's from a lovely cheese shop in town.
I have no idea how to get in touch with him to thank him or when I'll see him again.
Maybe his wife reads my blog.
If you see Glen please tell him how much I appreciate his thoughtfulness and how much I miss our visits.