I left my wallet on the seat of the car last night, and my wife brought it in with the lecture about leaving a wallet in an unlocked car. That got me thinking about my experiences with losing my wallet. After seeing a movie in Buena Park, California, my wallet apparently had worked its way out of my back pocket during the show. When the movie was over, I got up to leave, unaware that I was leaving my wallet behind. I got to the lobby when a girl came up to me the wallet, asking if it was mine. She had seen it on the floor and apparently had noticed who had been sitting there. My son and I camped at Joshua Tree National Monument for the weekend. I think it's a national park now but, at that time, it was a national monument, with no services whatsoever - just rocks and Joshua trees. I lost my wallet climbing on rocks. This was before I had credit cards, so I liked to carry some cash with me whenever we were away from home, so I had about six hundred dollars in the wallet. I noticed that it was gone the day we left and spent a few hours trying to remember which rocks we had climbed on and searching for it. I finally gave up and drove home, replacing my driver's license and whatever else I might have had. More than two years later, my apartment manager had my wallet. She told me that a man had dropped it off, saying that he had found it at Joshua Tree. All of the money was there, except $25, which I wouldn't have noticed, except that he had left a note in it saying that he had taken out $25 for gas. Since I had moved since losing my wallet, I was confused as to how he found me. Later, I learned that he had gotten my new address from my employer, which he had found from a company card that I had in the wallet. In the Rio Grande Valley of Texas, I don't even know where or how I had lost my wallet but a young girl brought it by my house, saying she had found it on the sidewalk. This is was a high-crime area right on the Texas-Mexico border. Sometimes, I am not as skeptical about the goodness of humanity as I am supposed to be.
a Billfold is what we call a Wallet.... ...my o/h no longer uses a wallet, instead he uses this Minimalist RFID blocking Card Holder...
Two English football teams were playing in Madrid recently. One guy left his wallet in a taxi. Contained a lot of money, credit cards and importantly a last letter from his deceased wife. The wallet was returned to this man with all contents intact. Does happen - and love to hear about it
How about when a person thinks they've lost their wallet or small purse, when in fact, they laid it down somewhere in the home and forgot they had laid down. Then, finally found. That has happened to both wife and I.
Is it Bill ? I guess that goes for pretty much everywhere though these days Meant to say it was a fan not a footballer that lost the wallet
I carried a billfold during my teenage years, a wallet until my mid-forties I then decided it was getting to thick and leaving an imprint on my new jeans, so I quit caring. I wrapped my credit cards, drivers license, and whatever cash I carried inside a rubber band, no klonger in a hip pocket but in my left front pocket. Carried it tat way for years until I left it on a convenience store counter, never to be seen again. I went througha succession of wallets. Two from Spain I daughter brought me, a levi wallet, various othersuntil I discovered the perfect wallet (for me). Back in the early sisties my had given me a letter business card carrier. I used it for a while for my business cards, then obyaining another wallet, I stuck the card carrier in a sock drawer and in a short while forgot it. After moving here to Oklahoma, old and retired I took out my wallet one day to pay for something and noticed how big it had grown, so full of everything I thought necessary to carry. It seemed to weigh a pound. I thought of my old card case, I looked for it and found it, still in the sock drawer, only now the sock drawer was so much fuller, full with socks I no longer wore, and with new socks I had acquired, some not yet worn. I again carry the card holder as my number one wallet, in my left front pocket. It seems to fit and be the perfect carry all I need.
@Bill Boggs - how I can respond to finding things I never knew I had - well I never - who'd have thought it I had one all along