To the pretty lady whose parking spot I stole at the Gladstone Professional Centre on Tuesday morning (March 24th) around 10am. I was running very late for a doctor's appointment for my 7 y/o son, who had just thrown up all over himself in the car before we had to circle that miserable parking lot several times searching for a spot. Finally, I saw one. I swooped in and got out. You very politely informed me that you had been waiting to pull into that spot when I scooped you. I offered to give it to you, but you said "No, that's ok. Do you think I'll get a ticket here?" I was rushed and stressed out after a brutal morning and I'm not even sure if I thanked you. So I just wanted to say thanks for being so cool. You rock. —The guy that took your spot

Was I on a packed bus with bums in face because I was lucky to get a seat? Yes. Was the driver of said bus calm and collected and drove that bus? Of course. Why is there so much bitching about transit when clearly it’s only mother nature to blame. Halifax Transit drivers, in my experience are courteous, friendly and precisely handle their job of difficult conditions and difficult people with the kindest execution of the roads that we all have no choice about. There are obstacles on our roads that no iPhone or degree could navigate. A huge props to our beloved drivers of transit that are also victims of winter but step up —Keep Keeping on  Folks of Our City

To all the motorists who stop to let me cross busy streets during my rush-hour commute home on my bike: thank you. You folks warm my heart and motivate me to be a law-abiding, considerate cyclist. —There's a reason that I bike this town

I seen you on the bus a few times and waiting for bus. You always wear earphones and sometimes look grumpy. Most times you are dancing along to your music and look like you have a lots of confidence. I wish you would look at me to see your pretty eyes. I like you're hat —I bet you're hat keeps a lots of people away