Saturday, August 14, 2010
Part II: The End of the Story of Saturday, The Old Market, and The Butcher
Last night I asked my friend to help me write a nice Thank You note in Lithuanian to the butcher who helped me last Saturday recover my wallet in the middle of the Old Market. She cheerfully did. This morning I carefully copied it on an English "Thank You" note and took it with a box of chocolates to the Old Market. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to find the butcher again but as soon as I approached the area, he and his wife (?) looked up and smiled. Saying a quick "Labai ačiū!" I handed him the note and box. His broad smile in return signified his recognition. We exchanged no words but my friend told me he'd be very appreciative that I remembered to return to thank him. I don't know what he feels. I do know what I feel: extreme gratitude, as great as last Saturday's.