Was it you at the old Picadilly Tavern a long time ago on the last Friday in April of 1976? You asked me to dance and I was very honoured that you did but I couldn't dance. You knew that but you did not embarrass me but you danced in front of me to let me look good. I think that I have seen you not too long ago as a Metro Transit bus driver. You still look the same, tall with red hair and you drive an awesome Harley Davidson. Well I still remember that night way back in April of 1976. Take care and maybe some day we will have a dance again some time. I hope that I will not embarrass you this time. —Always on my Mind

I love the way you can stink up the whole room. You come from a body so tiny and precious but you don't let that stop you from being the biggest poop ever in the whole of mankind. Every morning before I get to enjoy my freshly brewed coffee and read my newspaper I get to embark on a journey that not everyone gets to embark on - the cleaning of the cutest baby who happens to be the biggest pooper ever! When I look down at this little human and undo the diaper to see and I have a little liftsy up to see whats going on in back - wow you little pooper - there it is . From the bottom of your bottom to the top of your little shoulders - nothing but poopy poop. I love you for being the bestest pooper in the world and one day when you are a grown up human - I wish that you too will get to enjoy the happiness that a little poopy human will no doubtedly bring to you. —Poop Cleaner from Way Back

To the airporter driver who always goes out of his way to drive me all the way home when it's dark out so I get home safe, you are so kind and the gesture is always really appreciated! Stay sweet.—Halifax Lover

Thank you for giving me the chance to write this instead of a strongly worded Bitch. When the idiot on the bus stole my phone yesterday and you, without hesitation, ran off the bus and down the street to get it back I did not even know what to say. Besides of course, thank you. And so again, thank you, because I've never experienced something that ridiculous on a Metro Transit bus before, and you saved that day from ruining my entire week, and perhaps much much longer considering how long it would take me to save up to replace that. And beyond going out of your way to do something which no one else on that bus would've done, you were extremely gracious about it and reassured me when I was feeling like a gigantic idiot. So one last time thank you, so so much. —Trench Coat Kid