Dear Editor, I was hoping you might publish this letter so that I can properly thank the kind folks at Rain on 4th, Henry and Robert. On the first night of my stay in Austin, I discovered the many, many wonderful bars that your town contains. I enjoyed them so greatly that while stumbling home to my bed, I dropped my wallet on the ground with all my identification and cash in it. I was completely devastated the next morning – wondering how I would return home to Canada with no ID. The next afternoon, I received a call from my bank informing me that my wallet had been found, and they connected me on the phone to Robert. He told me that Henry had found my wallet on the side of the road that morning, had brought it into the bar and tried to find my phone number inside the wallet. With no contact information to be found, they began calling through the business cards in my wallet and finally placed a call to my bank in a last-ditch effort to find some relevant contact information. Not only did I get my ID back, but every last cent that was in it was still there. I tried to offer them a reward, but they flatly refused. I know it's not breaking news, or even the feel-good story of the year, but I would truly appreciate if you could publish this letter – in whole or in part – to enable me to repay them by publicly declaring them as the nicest guys in Austin!
Best regards, Ron Deschênes Montreal, Quebec, Canada