Based on 103 community votes, the most popular answer to “The Drawings On Her Fridge and the Envelope In My Locker” is “Tell him everything she once shared” — chosen by 22% of voters.
Category: heartwarming • Theme: 📬 Unspoken Words
I don't know why I'm posting this. I've never posted anything like this before. I'm a SEPTA driver in Philly, 6am route, mostly the 47. Four years, approximately 1,040 mornings, there was this same elderly woman at the 47 bus stop at Frankford and Kensington, 6:12am. Long tan coat, plastic grocery bags, exact $2.50 in coins, always counted twice. She never asked for help getting up the steps. Too proud. I memorized her stop after maybe the third week, but I never told her that. I just started kneeling the bus a little longer in front of her row house. Once, when traffic was backed up, she told me about the children's drawings still on the refrigerator. Seven drawings at last count, ages four to nine. Her words were, "They stayed because nobody ever said to take them down." Then she went quiet, stared out the window at the check-cashing place. A few months ago, she stopped showing up. Dispatch said she passed. I kept checking that stop anyway. I even cleaned my entire kitchen one night at 1:30am. Last week, her grandson found me at the depot. Thirty-one, he said, home for Thanksgiving, said he stood at the refrigerator for a long time. He handed me an envelope with my name in shaky blue ink and asked, "Do you know what this is?" I opened it yesterday. EDIT: It was the deed to her row house. What would YOU do?
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