FOUND by Mike Adams in Warsaw, Indiana
This note was found in my friend Cory’s high school locker after, presumably, having been dropped in there by mistake. We found it on 12/3/2000 and I kept it in my wallet for the next 10 years. On the heavy side, I was an American high school student and this was a year and a half after the Columbine shootings. The sort of 1950′s sock-hop innocence of this note helped me remember that the entire world wasn’t always going to hell all the time. It kinda gave me perspective.
I love the way she emphasizes the words “Sometimes”, “care about”, and “one” with an underline in the second paragraph. I also love the question, “Do you hold hands?” Some of her turns of phrase are pure genius.
Also, caught your show in Bloomington last night. Thanks for coming to our little town! the show was great, and I hope you had a good time!
FOUND by Ronald in Monrovia, California
I live about five blocks from the boundary of the Angeles National Forest, so it’s a routine thing for bears to come down the alley during the night, knocking over trash carts that I share with several other renters on the property and rummaging through the “goodies.” Cleaning up after the bears is also a routine thing. So the other morning I was sweeping up and noticed this document, which was folded lengthwise in half with a question mark drawn on the back. Naturally, I opened it and read. Here is what I found. I hate having to sit on a secret.
FOUND by Angela in Wyoming, Michigan
This photo was found in a drawer in a classroom of the alternative high school I attended. Since the school lacked funding, prom photos were taken by teachers with students posing in front of cheap backdrops. I’m not sure if the double exposure was an accident or done intentionally by a student in the darkroom.
FOUND by Holly P. in Central Wisconsin’s bog country
The basic story is this: I found this message rolled up inside a flashlight in a deserted patch of woods near my home. The area is not well traveled–pretty much me and one older woman, as we both walk our dogs through there. I’ve only visited there once since finding the flashlight with the message. Guess I don’t want to find out who Joey is!
