The world's friendliest bank tellers

Our little town no longer has a gas station (except for a mini-mart that's open limited hours). We have no grocery store, no drug store, and no hardware store. When Cliff and I moved out here in the '70's, we had all those things, but once Walmart got within twenty-five miles, one by one all local businesses closed up.

We do still have a bank. It's a tiny branch of a larger bank, and the business hours have dwindled over the years. But thank goodness we can still drive about two miles and get our banking done.

All the employees there over the years have been very sweet people (our favorite banker, Larry Wims, for one), but these two ladies really take the prize.

The lady on the left hasn't been there that long, but Cliff and I have conversations about her all the time. That is one happy lady! I want to find out what church she goes to; I could use a dose of that! Or maybe she isn't even a church-goer. Cliff seems to think she's happy because she has an excellent husband. I told him maybe she doesn't have a husband at all... maybe THAT'S why she's so happy.


So, ladies: Consider this your "thank you" for just being you. Cliff calls you "the sunshine ladies".

(I told them I was going to blog about them, and that they could find my blog by going to Google and typing in "donna just me"; there's one reader who arrives here that way every single day. I guess she doesn't know how to use favorites.)