Back in January I took my three-year-old to shop for a party at the Costco in Waltham, Massachusetts.
Reggie LeBlanc checked my receipt as I left the store and made a little magic marker drawing on it for my daughter. He has a genial grandfatherly appearance. As I arranged the child and receipt in the cart for the trip to the car, I overheard two women chatting.
Woman #1: “Do you know who that was? He won $11 million last month in the lottery and he is still coming to work. I would be out of there in a second.”
Woman #2: “He’ll be married to a gold digger within a year.”
Woman #1: “One of the cashiers told me that she’s already trying to get him to marry her.”
I’ve been back to the story a couple of times but I haven’t seen Reggie there again. Next time I will ask what he is up to.