Back in the early '80s, my husband and I came to Steamboat for the first time to visit friends. We fell in love with the town, beautiful scenery and, most of all, the friendliness of the townsfolk.
I felt compelled to write this letter as the townspeople here have not changed through the years.
On June 6, our neighborhood held a garage sale. I had raided my husband's closet of the many shirts he had not worn or no longer wore. A gentleman and his wife came to our sale and purchased a couple of the shirts. A short time later, this same couple returned to our sale, and the husband told me that after he got home, he tried on the shirts and found my husband's money clip - with $400 - in one of the pockets.
Yes, we were elated this kind person returned the money, but the tears that welled up in my eyes were thoughts of what a wonderful, kind and honest man he must be. It's such a great feeling to know there are still good people here in Steamboat.
Robert and Robin Gilmore