Last evening, I had a horrid time. I'm an old grandpa, and ventured past my local Best Buy to the Best Buy on Colorado Blvd. 20 miles from home. When I made my purchase and got ready to leave, When I got up to the counter, I reallized I didn't have my keys. Searched my pockets, and then realized they must ave fallen out in the bathroom. I returned, but they were not there. I searched and re-searched everywhere.Someone had obviously picked them up. And didn't turn them in. Uh-Oh. I spent two hours searching the store. Emptied the trash outside. I had locked my car with my phone charging inside. Best Buy closed. Dark. And alone. Roadside assistance came and got me into my car. There were transients walking around and I didn't feel the safe. The roadside guy suggested Mile High Locksmith, and even called them for me. Joe came, and was my savior. I feared that if I left my car there, it might be gone when I came back. Joe made me a key. Late at night for me. In fifteen minutes, I had a new key, and a new lease on life. Thank you Joe!!!! Thank You Mile High Locksmith (-B