We were meeting friends near Faneuil Hall and were lucky enough to find a parking space. As we were about to put money in the meter, the woman in the car behind us said, “Oh, you don’t have to put money in the meters after 6 p.m. on weekends.” We said a big thank you and wished each other a nice evening. Hours later, we got into our car and discovered the following note on our windshield: “Sorry! I saw that it’s after 8 p.m. that you don’t have to put quarters in the meter – so I came back and fed both our meters. – Rachel (parked behind you).” Rachel, wherever you are, we can’t thank you enough.
Amy and Gary Francer / Hopedale
Buoys will be buoys
Bennie is going for a boat ride with Nana and Papa. He runs to get his life jacket, skips down the stairs to the dock, and as Papa lifts him on board, Ben authoritatively assumes his place as first mate: “Nana, you get the lines, I’ll grab the boobies.”
Nancy Hecht / Gloucester
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