Leave only footprints

On a mountain in Austria several years ago, my wife, Flory, and I became tired from walking and stopped at the top at a café. We draped our sweaters over the backs of the chairs and ordered two espressos. After paying, we continued our walk. Five minutes later we realized we had forgotten the sweaters.

Since then, whenever we leave a place, a switch flips in our brains, resulting in a large illuminated “STOP” sign. We halt in our tracks and carefully look around to make sure we have not forgotten anything.

May I suggest you do the same?

PHILIP Wagenaar

Contributing Editor