A Long Island Happy Ending Lost Keys Story

It started out as a quest for a LazyBoy recliner. It was to be a gift from my wife for my 70th Birthday. In the end it turned into a story all Long Islander can relate to. It has a happy ending.

Actually I had never been in a LazyBoy chair in my life. My wife and I co-ordinated a situation where I drop my car off at the dealership for some simple maintenence and then head over in her car to LazyBoy Furniture Galleries at 4016 Nesconset Highway in Setauket. As I left my car at the dealership I disconnected the rest of the keys on a car keychain that included a birthday gift tool. We then drove the ten or so minutes to the LazyBoy showroom.

When we arrived that evening we were met by Store Manager Valerie Adamec who introduced us to the world of LazyBoy furinture options. Next thing you know I was being asked to hop into various leather LazyBoy chairs. perhaps, twenty or more. Quite frankly I don't recall a single one that didn't feel like "the one." But eventually things like color, options, length, width and so forth came into play as my wife and Ms. Adamec patiently searched for the perfect chair for me.

Of course I had to try out each chair and that meant raising my feet up via the foot rest to see how that felt. Eventually my wife chose not only my chair but a matching love seat for her. It was near closing time, but all the papers were signed and the financial arrangements were concluded. As we were leaving I realized I didn't have my keys, but summerized I must have left them in the key tray. Getting back to the car, they were nowhere to be found. Now, I am one of those individuals who loses his wallet in the house once a week, only to find it in an embarrassing plain sight location. Therefore, my wife was not overly concerned about my, "Where are my keys crisis." Tired, she agreed to go back to the car dealership convinced I left them in my car or still on the key I left at the dealership. The keys were not there.

She was exhauted after a day of work and suggested I could go back tomorrow to LazyBoy and find the key chain. Even after she had just purchased a wonderful new deluxe leather LazyBoy chair all I was thinking about were my lost keys. My wife is a saint, I thank her for not telling me get out of the car and walk home, but saying relax it is no big deal. We guys know our wives are usually correct about such things.

However, I couldn't let it go, so the next day I drove to LazyBoy to search for my keys. At first, they didn't know what to make of this guy raising the foot rest on almost every chair in the place. Finally they convinced me they would call if the key chain was found. Leaving I must confess I thought I would never see the key chain again.

That evening my wife cames up to the bedroom where I was writing my weekly column for another website and said, a Mr. Kevin Iannece called and said the key chain has been found.Then, I called him and said I would swing by the next day. When I arrived I found Mr. Iannece with the help of Kerry Shybunko and he returned me my keys. Mr. Iannece is a Long Islander, born in Hicksville not "but a couple of blocks" from where Billy Joel is from. A seasoned manager at LazyBoy, he told me LazyBoy was founded in Michigan in 1927 and the store in Setauket has been in existence for twenty years. I told him a lot of things but mostly thank you stories. I also told him I had to share this happy ending via Patch.