FOUND by Jason Feifer in The East Village, New York City, New York
I picked a little pad up off the street in the East Village on Saturday — the day after the horrible school shooting in Newtown, Connecticut — and opened to find this page. Not entirely sure of the message, but I’m going to just hope it’s in support of gun control, and against killing drugged out ninjas in dresses on skis.
FOUND by John Dulworth in Midtown West, Manhattan, New York
This find so touched me. I was kind of flooded with a mix of memories and emotions when I realized what I was holding. First off, I was happy to discover that kids still pass notes. With all the technology advancements and changes in just the last 15 to 20 years, I’d imagined that there was nothing that still connected the school kid generations. As I picked this note up, I was transported back in time to when I was a kid in school, feeling immediately connected to these two young souls. I send out silent prayers to them in hopes that everyone is well and happy.
Found this notecard report/biography assignment near my apartment building on 110th Street in Manhattan. I love the detail. This kid wants to make sure the details are correct. (“Soon to be called explorer Pizzaro”)
“He explored doing good things but he went into doing minor bad things.” Don’t we all little kid, don’t we all?
FOUND by Derrick Nelson in the Reading Room of the New York Public Library, Manhattan, New York City, New York
Found this casually discarded by itself on top of a bookshelf in the main reading room of the New York Public Library (the Stephen A. Schwarzman building to be specific). I am torn between thinking it’s sad that a mom couldn’t say this in person to her kids, it sounds like she abandoned them, and what kind of mom uses the formal expression, “thank you in advance for your understanding”? At the same time I think how cool it must be to have a mom that leaves you secret messages hidden throughout NYC.
FOUND by Rich in Manhattan, New York City, New York
My girl friend, her sister, and I found this card amount a bunch of shredded wrapping paper on Christmas Eve at the 96th St. subway station. The card had clearly been crumpled and discarded, but the gift was gone.