It is a welcome diversion from the seemingly constant stream of terrible news to hear a touching tale that serves as a reminder of the goodwill and generosity of people. Many people have been moved by a lovely narrative that Helen Lupton posted on Facebook.
Helen had gone to the Pleasureland Amusements arcade in Whitby, Yorkshire, with her son Blake. It was a fantastic day that was full of laughs. However, they found that Blake’s cherished purple sloth toy, Slothy, had been abandoned when they got home.
Helen, distraught, messaged the location in the hopes of locating the misplaced toy. She was told by the personnel, nevertheless, that nothing had been turned in to lost and found. Blake was devastated since it appeared as though there was no hope left.
Helen was determined to make things right, so she looked for a substitute toy but was unable. Then she got a message from Pleasureland Amusements out of the blue. Slothy had been located!
Helen was ecstatic to tell Blake the good news, and his face brightened with excitement. She inquired if they could send Slothy back to them because they weren’t local. After the staff graciously consented, a parcel showed up a few days later.
There were several very touching surprises in the bundle. There were three packages of sweets and two new toys beside Slothy. “Hello, we thought Pablo (as we called him before we knew he was Slothy) would get scared during his journey, so we sent him with a friend and some snacks to share with you when he got back home safe and sound,” said a heartfelt message sent in the package. We gave him a fidget pop to keep him from becoming bored. I hope Pablo, aka Slothy, remains secure in the future.
Helen posted the pictures on Facebook after being moved by the kindness and consideration shown by the Pleasureland employees. She expressed her thankfulness for the reminder that there are still good, honest, kind, and kind individuals in the world and urged others to visit the Whitby arcade.
Numerous others saw the article right away, and hundreds more comments followed. Several expressed emotional response to the story—one person even said it made them cry. Pleasureland employees received a ton of praise; one commenter gave them “five gold stars.”
This endearing story is a potent reminder that goodness persists in the world despite difficult circumstances. Stories like these give us hope and help us to believe in mankind again.
He was a real American. Famous country singer found dead this morning at his home in Texas.
Kinky Friedman, known for his satirical and often provocative style, has passed away at 79. A post on his social media announced, “Kinky Friedman stepped on a rainbow at his beloved Echo Hill surrounded by family & friends. Kinkster endured tremendous pain & unthinkable loss in recent years but he never lost his fighting spirit and quick wit. Kinky will live on as his books are read and his songs are sung.”
Richard Samet “Kinky” Friedman earned a cult following for his unique take on country and Western music. He released numerous albums, starting with “Sold American” in 1973, a record that laid the foundation for his career. Known as the “governor of the heart of Texas,” he even toured with Bob Dylan during the “Rolling Thunder Revue” and made history as the “first full-blooded Jew” to perform at the Grand Ole Opry.
Apart from his musical endeavors, Friedman was a prolific writer. He wrote detective novels and contributed as a columnist for Texas Monthly. He also ventured into politics, running for Governor of Texas in 2006 with the campaign slogan “My Governor is a Jewish Cowboy,” securing 12.6 percent of the votes among six candidates.
Born in Chicago and raised in Texas, Friedman studied psychology at the University of Texas at Austin. His passion for music led him to form King Arthur & the Carrots and later Kinky Friedman and the Texas Jewboys. He described the latter as a “country band with a social conscience, a demented love child of Lenny Bruce and Bob Wills.”
Reflecting on his life, Friedman once wrote, “Somewhere in heaven, I’m sure there’s a quiet corner with a big easy chair, a bright floor lamp, a big stack of biographical books, and a few old dogs wagging their tails to the faint smell of cigar smoke.”
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