We worked with children at Grandview Park in Vancouver in the summer of '89. I worked with special needs kids, and I recall you took groups of kids on outings. One day I lost my keys. One of your kids found them and dropped the keys in a mailbox. You were kind enough to wait with me for a couple hours after work, across the street at Joe's Cafe, until the postie arrived. I look back on that day and think how crazy I was not to ask you out on a date. Lately I've been wondering how life has treated you since that summer. I would love to hear from you. You had long blonde hair, you smiled frequently and you had an infectious laugh.