May God bless Mr. Larson

Since returning from Minnesota, I have not been able to find my gym identification card. This was, at least initially, a puzzling correlation because this card grants me access only to my housing association’s recreational center. It’s not like I used the card at a gym in Minnesota, then lost it there.

What I did use in Minnesota, however, was my swim bag.

Today, I received an envelope from my housing association containing my ID and a note. A Mr. Larson from Cold Spring, Minnesota, found my ID in the baggage claim at the Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport. He tracked down The Lakes Community Association address and sent the card, sparing me the replacement fee and further head scratching.

May God bless Mr. Larson. And may God bless Minnesota.