Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column delivering an angelic package right to you!Courtney does the honors with this sweet story, with a shopping twist:”I have an Angel Alert! Angel Alert! to report. Sometime last Thursday, Dec. 6, I ran into an outlet store at the Green Village to purchase a Christmas gift. Somewhere between leaving the store and getting into my car, I dropped my wallet in the parking lot. I drove to Frisco and realized I had lost it and immediately went back to the Outlets. It was not in the lot, and I checked in every store in the area to see if it had been turned in and it hadn’t. I left a missing wallet report with the Outlets management and sadly drove back to Breck. As I pulled into Breck I received a call that my wallet had been found by one of the bus drivers for the Outlets. The bus driver held onto it until she finished up her route and then reported it to the management.
“Thank you to bus driver of the green route that day! Unfortunately I can’t remember her name!”***We got this from one of the great folks over at the Dillon Post Office, who wanted to see if Santa reads the Summit Daily. But of course, we say … how else does he really know whose been naughty and nice without tracking our Angel and Scum Alerts?
Anyway, here’s the letter from R.J. Johnson of Dillon: Dear Santa, There are a bunch of great employees at the Dillon Post office that need your help. They need for xmas the following:1. A new front door with closer, there’s has been broken and not working for ages!
2. A vending machine for stamps so the nice folks at the counter won’t be so swamped by just selling stamps. 3. Numbers to put on the wall to direct you where the numbered boxes are that hold those gifts your expecting for Christmas that won’t fit in your P.O. Box.4. A one way sign for the North entrance to the parking lot, so folks can “go with the flow” of traffic as the lot was designed for.
PS. If you could make a test flight this week to drop those items off , I’ll make sure I will put out five gallons of milk for you and three dozen of your favorite cookies, and I’m sorry I haven’t been good all year , but like those nice folks at the Post Office, I am trying my best!***We out, conversing with imaginary people …
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