My name is Stella Dowling and I purchased a home on St. George a couple of years ago. I am new to the area and have only been down from Roswell, Georgia a few times. I am sure you get many people wanting to print articles about crime and hardship, however, I want to tell a little different story.
On Oct. 13 around 4 p.m., I drove off the island to visit the Apalach Piggly Wiggly. After spending a few minutes in the store, I checked out and rolled my groceries to my car. A nice friendly cashier named Myel checked me out and wished me a good day.
I left the store and continued my 20-minute drive across the bridges to return home. I decided to stop at a local vendor and pick up some fresh shrimp when I realized that my purse was nowhere in sight! My heart began to race and my palms began to get sweaty when I realized I had left it in the grocery cart in the parking lot.
Panicked, I drove back off the island and immediately back to the Pig. I was certain that I would not see my “Michael Kors” handbag and its contents again. I began to ponder about how I would get back to Georgia with no cash or credit cards. My purse contained several corporate credit cards and some cash, plus of course the usual “driver’s license” and “healthcare card.” We all know what a hassle those are to replace!
I first scanned the parking lot in hopes that perhaps it was still sitting in the cart where I left it but it was not. My heart sank again and I entered the store with much doubt. To my shock and surprise, I asked the first cashier I saw and he said “Yes ma’am, we have it.” I was elated but was sure the contents would most likely not be there… once again “I was wrong!”
The customer service representative proudly produced my bag and said a nice gentlemen had brought it in the store from the parking lot. I asked if they knew who he was because I clearly wanted to thank him and also give him a reward. I also think the employees at the Piggly Wiggly that were there during that time should be recognized for their honesty. I will always give my business to the local Piggly Wiggly. They represent the people of Apalach well.
Lastly, there wasn’t a penny missing from my purse!