Not to me, but to my brother. He was in Singapore and left his laptop in a cab. He was sure that was the last he would see of it. He checked into his hotel, told the desk clerk about the problem and by the next morning they tracked it down. It had been turned in to the lost and found! I'm pretty sure that wouldn't happen in this country, at least not in the big cities. Needless to say, he was amazed and very grateful.

People are more honest than you might think they are. There are the entitled ones who say finders keepers, but there are also plenty of people who do the right thing. The hard part is finding the lost and found! I don't have a story anything like Ellendis. I once dropped my checkbook while getting in my car, and a man saw it happen, but didn't catch me before I drove off, so picked it up and called the number printed on my check. That's not amazing though. Just courteous.

There still are honest people in the world.

I found a purse at the zoo a few years back. Turned it in to a zookeeper. Went back out and my kids wanted to play on some rocks. While we were still there, saw a lady who looked like she was ready to cry. Asked her if she had lost something. She got her purse back.

Found a checkbook in the road in front of my house. No phone number, but an address. Googled it. Sketchy area and night so put it in the dropbox at the bank branch so they could help the guy.

My brother lost his phone on some hiking trail in New Jersey. Someone found it and called the contact "Mom". Mom called me. I emailed my brother.

A few years ago I lost my cell phone. It fell out of my car as I was getting out and I didn't notice it. It was in a parking lot.

We were at Mom's for Christmas and the phone rang. A man had found my phone, and scrolled thru the contacts and called "Mom". He was visiting his parents' for Christmas, in our town. At this point I had already bought a replacement phone, but I went to his parent's home and got my phone.

I have found wallets, cell phone, purse and returned them all. It's always nice to make people happy to get their things back.

My brother had been looking for a special guitar for some time with no luck. A couple of years ago while vacationing in Florida and walking on the beach he happened to spot a guitar pick in the sand.He picked it up and it had the address of a guitar shop in that city so he decided to go there and lo and behold they had a guitar like he was looking for!

I was at work late one evening and got 4 or 5 missed calls from my husband. Of course, I panicked (we barely ever speak on the phone, frankly,) and called him back immediately without listening to the voicemail that was left. A nice man who was not my husband answered the phone- I guess he dropped it while walking the dogs and activated some "find my iPhone" thing which caused the phone to make noise and show my number to call. The guy was a neighbor of ours, and my husband got his phone back within 15 minutes. I think most people would have just kept it- I love good samaritans!

My wife once left her leather jacket on an airplane, one of the flight attendants found her business card in the pocket and shipped the jacket back to us.

Another time I got a call that started "Hello, Is Bob <pause> <mispronounced last name> there?" which usually is how a telemarketer starts, so I was all set to hang up, when he continued saying "you don't know me but I have your wallet."

I was puzzled as to how/when I had lost it, picked it up from the guy, and slid it into my back pocket as usual, and heard it fall to the ground behind me. I had had a big hole in the back pocket of my jeans.

Years ago I left my camera on the monorail at Disney World. I was amazed that I was able to get it back from the lost and found.

Not a lost and found, but a co-incidence. My mother and father used to grocery shop at this supermarket and usually used the same checker. In a little bit of conversation, she found out they were originally from North Carolina and so was she. They left on a trip to go to NC and just happened to strike up a conversation with someone they met.....who turned out to be the grocery checker's daughter.

Right before I left for vacation, I went to a local credit union's drive up ATM after hours. The vehicle in front of me took f-o-r-e-v-e-r to get through their transaction(s). They finished up and pulled away. When I got to the machine, I noticed they had left a session open and their card in the machine. I closed the session and took the card out. When I got home, I looked up the person on Facebook (rather unusual name) and found him. His truck was his profile picture and it was the vehicle in front of me. I sent him a message letting him know I had the card, it was safe with me and I would return the card to the branch the next business day. Repeated the story to the teller when I dropped it off the next day. Still don't know if he got the card or not but it was the right thing to do!

Last week I found a wallet in the parking lot beside my gym. I turned it in at the desk hoping the person belonged to the gym. Next day I found a cell phone at almost the same place and turned that in at the gym desk. Hopefully someone would do the same for me.

A couple of weeks ago as I walked to my car from the supermarket, I spied what I thought was a plain key ring, the sort that you slip your keys onto. I picked it up and tossed it into the console because I use these in crafting all the time. Fast forward two weeks, I get in the car and my eye caught the key ring, it was actually a wedding ring, very thin with a row of diamond chips down the center. Not expensive, but maybe cherished. I dropped it off at the local PD after calling the store and confirming that they had no reports of the loss. I posted it on my small town residents page on Facebook, but nobody was looking for it there either. I hope that the owner finds it.

I found a digital camera while out riding my bike. Took it home and looked through all the pictures.... till I got past the vacation pics, and saw a house number. Then I called a friend that lived in the area where I found the camera. He posted on the neighborhood page, that someone found a camera, call, and identify... and the woman called, and we met, and I handed the camera over.

I was driving on a very busy divided highway and saw a little Pomeranian dog sitting by the road. I turned around, went back and got her. She was wearing a tag, but it was from a vet clinic in North Dakota. I called the vet and got the name of her owner. Across from the access road where I found her was a large apartment complex. I called them, explained the situation and asked if someone lived there with the name I was given as the owner of the dog. They did and I gave them my phone number and asked them to please have her call me. They did, the owner called me....and I returned the dog. She was so happy.....thinking for certain that someone had stolen her little dog. I was happy to be able to reunite them.

Hi graywings,

There'd have been some really happy campers around your place on the day that you found and picked up those keys on that little corner of the floor of the big, wide ocean!!

ole joyful