To the gentleman shopping at Freshco on Rivard and Tecumseh Thursday around 4pm!

Little things go a long way.
I ventured out to do some shopping with my 3 month old before picking my son up at daycare. My son screamed the entire way there. He's still too young to take out of the car seat and will scream in the stroller so I had to carry him in his seat. I first ran into you when I went to get a bag of milk and you grabbed one for me and made sure I could handle everything and the baby.
A bit later there were lines everywhere and I had my hands full. You noticed me, and told me to cut in front while you cleared your items to make room for mine.
They were such small gestures but it really means a lot when someone notices you struggling to carry things with a baby in your arms. You were so genuine and so laid back about helping it made my day!
So thank you sir!! :)

Both of my parents have heart conditions that will require surgery very soon. We have dealt with dozens of doctors, emergency room staff, and nurses over the last year that have been phenomenal. Nothing has been as helpful as the staff at Hotel Dieu who were there for us the day my mother had her angiogram.
Honestly, I have been in a panic about everything for months, since I found out about the extent of both of their health issues. In mid-December my mother had an angiogram at Hotel Dieu hospital, where I was by her bedside most of the day with my father, and with my sister between her busy work obligations. While every doctor, nurse, and member of the hospital staff was beyond helpful throughout the day (especially those that brought her the egg salad sandwich she craved all day), no one did more to put my mind at ease than her nurse in immediate recovery than Nurse Steve.
Not only did he do his job as a nurse in training in a new ward, he went above and beyond to calm us down. When my mother saw the tattoo sleeves he had, he patiently explained the significance of each part of the tattoo. He talked about his family, his life, his time adjusting to a new position in a new hospital, anything at all to keep our minds off of anything thy was troubling us about the months of surgery and recovery ahead. Mum spent days talking about how great he was with her, and told our family all about much he did to help her recover that day.
So a giant shout out to the staff at Hotel Dieu hospital, the doctors and nurses staffing the angiogram that day, and especially to Steve, who helped put my mind at ease about everything coming up for my family in the upcoming months.

On December 31, 2015 at about 1pm the front right side of my silver Chevy Cruze was hit in the parking lot of the Shoppers Drug Mart at Wyandotte and Menard Street.

They didn't leave a note and now I'm left paying for the damage.

If anyone has any information please let me know. Thank you!

Tonight, Friday January 15. 2016, my son was playing basketball at the John Atkinson Center on Bernard and his black Windsor coat was either stolen or taken mistakenly. If anyones kids come out with a black coat that doesn't belong to them, please contact me.

I was spotted a few weeks ago as a waitress with a contagious smile who helped another mom remember all she had to be happy about. I received an overwhelming outpour of compliments, kindness, recognition, and even a free family photoshoot from another stranger! That mom has no idea how that acknowledgement, that short story published changed my perspective and value of myself. Little did she know that I was struggling with what I should be doing with my life. My bestie always validated my choice to stay at home with kids and work part time at BP, even when I was occasionally embarrassed. During our last chat, I promised her that I would make a difference in the world and to be more than just a waitress. Being spotted made me realize that one person can make a difference. I did it for someone. Now I need to share a story of a person who made a difference to me.
It was a snowy cold Wednesday with 2 sick kids. My poor munchkin continued to throw up most of the way to central mall in the shopping bag I handed her while her baby brother was cranky as he was forced to skip nap & get trapped in a seat for as long as this took. After 2.5 hrs waiting in clinic to see the Dr. we got our diagnosis, and were headed towards METRO within the plaza to grab a couple of essentials to get through the night.
I was pushing my busy & loud baby boy in the stroller with my left hand while pulling a metro cart behind me with my sick & weak 4 year old daughter laying in the cart with my right. I had limited time and a short list to complete. Manoeuvering the aisles was so much harder than I anticipated. I would wheel the kids to area out of the way but in view & talking to them while I grabbed couple items at a time, rush back to cart and wheel to the next spot. I was doing the best I could knowing I looked a little crazy & trying to keep my patience and stay calm. This was just a moment in time. People couldn't help but notice us & our struggle, they'd smile & nod as we passed by them.
I made it to the produce section, half the list complete, and then I SPOTTED her. We had made eye contact 2 aisles back, I felt her sympathy & compassion. She smiled and gently said hello to me & engaged my kids in a friendly tone. She continued I remember those days, I have been there, my kids are a bit older now. May I help you and your family? Her own cart was gone, her hands and her time were offered to assist me. I didn't know what to say I did need help clearly but I it is often hard to accept and receive help. My instinct was to say oh thanks we're all good here I got this. Karen saw right through me; she told me she had been helped in the past and wanted to pay it forward.
With and extra set of hands, & eyes, we effortlessly strolled to the baby aisle. Karen interacted with my kids while I grabbed the fever medicine, formula, baby food pouches , Gatorade etc. I paused while putting those items in the cart to tell her how much I appreciated her kindness.
At the checkout she stayed with us as we collectively packed bags and got kids ready for the car. I hugged her tight again and said thank you. She asked where my car was parked, I explained. She proceeded to pushed the cart next to me & the stroller towards that door. When we got there she stayed with the kids so I could clean off my van & pull it right up to the door. One at a time I picked up the kids, them into their respective car seats, gave my munchkin her Tylenol and Gatorade, while Karen put the groceries and my stroller in the trunk.
It was simple but selfless. By the time I was ready to head for home, it all hit me. My heart swelled, I took a deep breathe, and truly SPOTTED my angel on earth and said, THANK YOU. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her so tight whiserping thank you through my tears of appreciation. I have no idea how I would have done it without her. She said it felt just as good to help someone as to be helped. I promised her that I would pay it forward as she did. She hugged me tight right back.
Last year with the passing of my best friend I learned some invaluable lessons about giving, receiving love and gratitude. I knew this was a magic moment, I knew Allie was with us, as she has been everyday somehow and in some way. We ALL have something to offer; ourselves, our time. By giving we receive, I am blessed to have been given happiness and received compassion.
Karen Thank you, you made a difference to me! I will NEVER forget this kindness.

I live on the 1200 of tourangeau found a white curly haired large dog with a blue collar and silver chocker chain collar please call 5199740312 if it is your doggy she's been feed and given water and we are keeping her warm address is 1210 tourangeau call as soon as possible please very concerned for this dog to big to let in my house

While working at my desk this afternoon, I looked out the window and noticed a red pick-up truck pull over to the side of the road and a man get out of the truck. This man then began to walk towards Ouellette Ave. Towards the corner, I noticed that there was an elderly man in a wheelchair that had become stuck in the snow. (the sidewalks have not been cleared yet) The man from the truck chatted with him for a moment and then proceeded to push the man in his wheelchair up the street to the bus stop. I was simply amazed at this true act of kindness. Bravo red pick-up driver, Bravo!

LADIES AT THE UNIVERSITY OF WINDSOR, be on the look out for this guy. At about 12:05 I was walking from my car parked on Mill to campus, and a truck was coming down the street, stopped right next to me and I looked over and saw the guy staring at me. I kept walking, he stayed exactly where he was, then circled the block and came back, rolled down his window and said something, what I thought was "Hey, come here, come take a ride with me". Shot him a nasty look and kept walking, and because there was a car coming he sped down the street again, and circled, but this time waited at the top of the street for me to get there, because I took a shortcut on the grass between horses, and he waited there until I was no longer in sight once I passed him (at this point I was on Wyandotte and there were people around).
As I was walking down Wyandotte he drove up and down Wyandotte about 4 times until I turned onto sunset where the cars can't go.
Male, mid 30s, was wearing a hat so I couldn't get a hair colour. License plate started with a B, and had a 0 in it, but I can't remember the rest.
I think I saw a post a couple of months ago from a girl who had the same experience.