“Thank you!” hardly covers the gracious honesty of a man named Rob C.

The other morning I set out on a brief trip via Metro Bus to reach the Social Security office. I had a folder containing all my identifying information in hand. Reaching the bus shelter to wait, I laid the folder on the seat next to me, and as sometimes happens, there were distractions: a Metro employee asked a smoker to leave the shelter; a couple of other folks were chatting, and I made a couple of comments, etc., and then the buses arrived.

I got up, and walked to the bus I needed while talking to a lady. Arriving at Center Station, I got off one bus and prepared to board another when I realized I didn’t have that folder!

A quick check inside the bus I had just left revealed it must have been left at my start point inside the bus shelter! I quickly boarded a return bus to my start point, and feeling quite panicked, I fervently prayed that God would send an angel to sit on that folder until I got there!

No trip on a bus seemed longer, but as we drew up to the bus shelter where I had left it, there was my angel holding that folder!

Rob C. introduced himself as I jumped out of the bus and said, “That is my folder, thank you!”

He was going to give it to a bus driver. Angels are everywhere -- they even ride Metro!

Caryl Altemus,



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