...and other things found on the road.

Found a briefcase on an entrance ramp on I-81. Inside was a
bank deposit bag. A fat one. Full of money. Must have been
$4K to $5K. Also, other papers and a planner. Took me an
hour to track the person down. Long story short, lady owned two
restaurants and a catering company. When I met her and gave her
the briefcase she immediately looked inside for the money and
with a sense of relief pulled out a $100 bill and tried to give it to
me. I declined.
 
I had driven from Phoenix to South Rim Grand Canyon to check on the progress of one of my construction jobs. I left the next morn on the return. I found right in the middle of my lane a young lady wrapped in a blanket. I stopped and asked if she needed help. She had been crying a bunch but had dried up. She said she need to get to Phoenix as that was her destination and she had relatives there. She got in and it was apparent that she was naked under the blanket. Her story was that she was hitchhiking from Chicago to Phoenix and two young men picked her up in Colorado. She said they took her to just outside the South Rim village and raped her. They then took all her clothes, shoes, backpack, purse, ID and left her only with the old blanket. I took her to the PD in Flagstaff and walked her inside. That was the last I saw or heard of her. I also gave her $20 for some clothes and food. Sad story. ...
Sad indeed. Some years ago I was called to deal with a similar situation. Makes my blood boil thinking about it.
 
I have never really found anything good but I had a good time ribbing my Dad about all the tools he lost on the road. He had a 1930 Model A that he tinkered with. He would put whatever tools he was using on the running boards while attempting to be a mechanic. I don't know how many hammers he lost.....yes he used a hammer a lot on that old Model A. He also lost a whole bunch of wrenches. I hope someone was a benefactor to all those tools! I sure did not enjoy helping him work on the Model A at the time but sure miss those days as he has been gone now 25 years.
 
Once while working 20 miles away from town I saw a wallet on the shoulder. It contained $200 among the various cards. Called the Drs. Office and told them. Dr. Wanted me to drive into town and deliver it to him. I told him where I was and would be working there all day if he wanted it back. He sent a nurse, didn't even get a thank you.
 
A wad of 7- $20s
3 tins of welding rods, unopened, about 30 Lbs each, I guess they fell off of a welding truck, assorted tools, knives, coolers, ice chests, life jacket, more money, and a couple of dogs I brought to the local no kill shelter.
No guns,yet!
Steve W
 
My brother and his family, were camping at a state park along my family and I.

The campground had paved roads, and were were camped on a curve. I can’t remember exactly what we were doing, but we were trying to repair something.

My brother looked at me and said” I wish I had a pair of scissors” and as he was saying this a vehicle pulling a camper was rounding the curve, and we heard tinkling on the road and a pair of scissors slid right up to our site.

We just stared at each other in disbelief. Years later I asked why he didn’t ask for a million dollars. True Story!!!
 
I've found a lot driving. My wife found a S&W 38 Airweight in a holster when we were driving a old logging road. I've found tools, knives, bandanas, ammo, a Seiko watch, 2 10 ft. Punamatic spade drill rods, etc. over 4 million miles of driving. Tried to pull one guy out of a wrecked Jeep PU but it was too late. He was stuck.
 
My wife found a pedestal type boat seat on our road that had the boat brand on it. I put a lost & found add in the local paper & michigan sportsman forums but no one ever claimed it.
It sat in my garage for a couple years until I was on the local lake fishing and there was a guy there with that brand of boat. I asked him if he wanted the seat and he said yeah I lost one a couple years ago. It turned out he was the father of a former neighbor and had lost it pulling out of his sons drive.
 
I used to run across a lot of items when I was riding my bike (pedal variety, not motorcycle). Favorite was tools, which included a Snap-on wrench. Not so favorite were dead critters and the beer cans thrown by passerby's.
 
My mother lived out in the country, but it wasn't very far "to town." She was always picking up McDonalds bags and such out of the ditch in front of house. She went out to get the paper one morning and picked up the usual trash and such. She noticed a plastic zip-lock type bag mixed with the McDonalds trash and saw that it was full of what she took to be pipe tobacco.

She went in the house and showed it to my sister, who at the time was a teen-ager..."Look...someone threw away a full bag of pipe tobacco."

My sister looked up and replied, "Mama, that's not pipe tobacco. That's a 'nickel bag." A what? my mother asked. "A nickel bag...marijuana."

My mother looked at the bag...then at my sister..."How do you know that?" :confused:

Only thing I ever found was an ax. Saw a ladder once, but didn't have any room for it in the Jeep.
 
Make a long story short, 2 guys get into a fight one winter night, one has a shotgun. Guess who won? One guy shot dead, the other speeds away and gets rid of murder weapon by tossing shotgun out car window into small roadside lake. Next morning, another guy driving to work looks out window and there is a perfectly good shotgun laying on the ice, being a good citizen, he calls us (police) and turns in found weapon.
 
I had driven from Phoenix to South Rim Grand Canyon to check on the progress of one of my construction jobs. I left the next morn on the return. I found right in the middle of my lane a young lady wrapped in a blanket. I stopped and asked if she needed help. She had been crying a bunch but had dried up. She said she need to get to Phoenix as that was her destination and she had relatives there. She got in and it was apparent that she was naked under the blanket. Her story was that she was hitchhiking from Chicago to Phoenix and two young men picked her up in Colorado. She said they took her to just outside the South Rim village and raped her. They then took all her clothes, shoes, backpack, purse, ID and left her only with the old blanket. I took her to the PD in Flagstaff and walked her inside. That was the last I saw or heard of her. I also gave her $20 for some clothes and food. Sad story. ...

A similar thing happened to me in Jan 88 when I had a paper route. Long story short-I went to get gas for me and my car at 3am-before starting. Clerk at gas sttion had a gal about my age there whom he wanted to get rid of. She smelled like she bathed in sewage.

I allowed her in the car-then went to get a friend who helped with the route. The girl was pretty and even Greg wanted nothing to do with her. It was freezing outside and we had to drive witth windows down she smelled so bad.

In the meantime, she said she was from Houston, got raped by a non-caucasion guy whom she escaped from. I never knew if she told the truth or not? but I drove way out of my way to take her to some place that took runaway kids in. I delivered her to the front gate and waited while a nun came out to fetch her. Several months later, we bumped into each other and she profusely thnked me for getting her help. She had found a job and was doing well. She sure did look better having not looked like she bathed in ditch.
 
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Have found all sorts of tools, money, etc. Latest was a couple years ago. Left home and pulled out on the main road to town. Saw a wallet which contained $4.00 and several credit cards. Turned out to be a Dr.'s that lived down the street from me. Returned all and barely got a a THANKS, if I did. One never knows. :rolleyes:
 
...I used to be able to pick my wife up naked real easy...now I can't get her off the ground no matter what she's wearing...good thing she doesn't read this forum...

I guess your not as strong as you used to be.:D

Just last year, I was coming home from the range and there was a wheelbarrow in the road, I pulled over and it was brand new with the price tag hanging from the handle, I new the hardware store where it came from and I took it back, they said they knew who bought it and give him a call, you think he would have heard it fall out of his truck.
 

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