Debby, mother of the groom, reports from Tucson:
You probably don’t know that I lost my camera after the wedding. Apparently, I set it on the trunk of my car that night to load up wedding gifts, then when it was time to go, I walked around the front of my car, got in, and drove off. I didn’t notice it was missing until Tuesday at 6 pm. The ranch [where the wedding had been] was closed by then, and they were still closed the next morning when I called. [O]n Wednesday afternoon I called again.
The young lady who answered said no, there had been one lost camera, but the person already came and picked it up. Then she said she’d go ask someone else, and when she came back, she said, “You are one lucky lady!” One of their vendors had found it next to the road, not even on ranch property. Because it had wedding photos on it, they figured it was probably lost from the ranch, and they took it in. Someone was just walking up to the office with it while I was on hold. Talk about good karma! (Earl would be proud of me.) I was heart-broken at the thought of losing my camera, but even worse was losing all the wedding photos I took.
She had some really nice pics, too.