I have submitted four things to "Found" magazine in the last month or so.
The most recent one (and the most colorful one, literally) I found this morning. I can't make out the name on the back entirely ("Sister Mary Keven"? "Sister Mary Reven"?)
This was on the sidewalk on the street where I live. It was very, very damp when I found it, but it doesn't seem to have suffered terribly from being on the sidewalk. Which tends to make me think that it had not been there very long.
It's more than fifty years old, so I would assume that it's of enormous sentimental value to whoever lost it. Otherwise, it wouldn't (a) still exist and (b) be in such good shape. Maybe I should post a notice at the old folks' home across the street?
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