It seems like after Alex discovered emoticons and sent mementos to his pals he was afraid Mimi would whack him over the head with one of her lunch boxes for not giving her one, too. So he did, with fish, and a rose.
I found this written in an old gift book at a thrift store. The book was titled “… And Spring Shall Come.” While I had no interest in the book itself, I had to have it for the inscription, which says so much, yet begs so many questions.
I was walking along Lake Shore Drive with my daughter when I found this wonderful work of art by a young girl for her grandmother. It must have gotten away from them in the windy city; I wish I could get this back to them.
I found this in the parking lot outside a local gym a half block from my home. It was away from the cars in the centre of the lot and yet envelope doesn’t have a mark on it, like it just floated from the sky rather than blowing off a windshield or something. It was … Continued
Love (or friendship) note left beneath my windshield wiper; my name’s not Maria but my license plate frame says “I’m a librarian and I will shush your ass.” Maria must be pretty awesome since the author says there should be “1 million more of her.” On the other hand, the author wasn’t sure if Maria … Continued
I found this one near a high school on my way back from the mall. I was kind of sad to find it, as it seemed to me that either Jazzmyn wasn’t as thrilled about receiving such a glowing note as I would have been, or she did love it and now she’s bummed that … Continued
Aiden (age 8) found this letter inside a book called “Quakes” in the library at the Village Free School. He is searching for the person who wrote the letter, so far, no luck.
I am a music teacher. I was working backstage at an all-state music concert for high school students. Someone turned this over to me and I wasn’t able to find the owner. As I started reading the first sentence I imagined a sick grandmother writing to their grandson, then it became obvious this was a … Continued
Found in a puddle outside my workplace near a day-care center. Glad to know some “Good News” is going down in the city!
At my place of business, we have an enter-to-win ballot box that I clean out once a week. This was written on the back of one of the entry forms. Don’t do it, Granny. He’s just trying to get in your will.