About twenty years ago or so, while on a bike ride in Vail with my family, I somehow managed to get separated from them and lost. A few years before cell phones were all the rage, I was an absolutely terrified teenager, convinced I would never see my loved ones again. I have no idea if it was you, but a stranger named Denny Phillips very kindly helped me to locate them. I don’t remember all the details, but I have never forgotten the name and the help I received. If it was you Denny, a long overdue thank you in this my weekly Random Note of Gratitude. And if it wasn’t you, I would like to extend my gratitude to you all the same, as I have no doubt there have been numerous times you too have helped and been there for your family, friends, and even strangers.