TaylorC4

This happened to me last Sunday. We live in Midtown Houston; a trendy revitalized area near downtown complete with bars, restaurants, condos, etc. I was driving to the CVS to rent a movie from the Redbox, rounded the corner and spied a wallet. It was off the curb about 4 feet; kinda looked like it fell out when someone got out of a cab. Safely in my truck, I notice NO ID, about 6 credit cards including an Amex Black, and a large amount of cash. Waiting in my truck for the Redbox to be available, I counted $1020; all in 20's with 2 hondo's. My fiance and I try to find the guy on Facebook to no avail, and finally after calling a CPA off a business card, I get a call back from a guy in the Caymans. No, he doesn't work for us, BUT he is the managing partner of a financial firm in downtown and here's their number. The man's personal assistant called me an hour later thanking me over and over. Monday when she came by to pick up the wallet, she explained that he does this once or twice a year. The man insisted my fiance and I go out to dinner on him; a NICE dinner. The 2 hondo's went straight into our wedding fund. Never once did it ever cross my mind to do anything other than find this guy. It was obvious from all the resturant receipts he had that he entertained a lot of clients, and he was probably going to have an embarrassing night once he realized he had no way to pay for their meal. I have a good friend with an Amex Black, and he walks around with $1000 the same way I walk around with $150. It's just walking around money. Something about keeping my karma from ever finding my door. Character is what you do when no one else is looking, and moments like that are the nuts and bolts of solid character. I spent a lot of time in my teens and early 20's taking from the world and the people in it, and I can only hope there's enough time left on my clock to live right and tip the scales back in my favor. That mantra had a lot to do with why I felt called to become a paramedic and begin pursuing a medical career as well. For the record, I've been a lurker here for a while. Looking to add a toy/project to the garage next year or so, and I'm fully convinced an old-school Z is the path to affordable automotive nirvana. I had a friend with a couple of Z's in high school, and I've respected them as the world class sports cars that they are for years. Love to meet up at the next Houston-area meet/greet, cars & coffee, or whatever it is. Cheers!