Then, we actually went into some stores - Macy's, Saks, and Bloomingdales. It was in Bloomingdales that the miracle occurred. We were walking through the jewelry department, Edgar and I, followed by strangers and eventually by our daughters. A young man rushed up to me and said, "excuse me. I have to ask you. I'm a buyer for Bloomingdales and I have been trying to find a gold metallic bomber jacket just like you are wearing. Where did you get it?"
"Oh, thank you so much," I said, "for asking. We got it in Atlantic City."
His face dropped and the happiness left his voice. "In one of the casinos?"
I nodded yes. He thanked me and left.
Our daughters edged a little closer to us and after we repeated the conversation, they decided it would be OK to walk with us. Maybe, even with a little pride and happiness.
Of course, the jacket wore out and just this week, I found, ordered, and had delivered a metallic puffy jacket from Lands End that I intend to wear this winter. When you see me in my new jacket, you will know the happiness that it brings me and the great memories of the Bloomingdales buyer.