The DU Lounge

for my classes next quarter. The place was a madhouse. We sat on a bench for a few moments and sonny said, "Ma!! Look what I found!" Under the bench was a wallet STUFFED -- just STUFFED -- with cash. There must have been several thousand dollars in it. We took it to the main office of the school to turn it in. We opened the wallet to see the ID and as we looked at the photo on the ID, in ran the person in the photo. He was a foreign student, sweating and crying, totally distraught over the loss of his wallet because it contained the funds for his next school quarter, wired from his parents. Since the school was heaving with people, I'm sure he thought the wallet was gone forever.

He grabbed my hand to thank me and I said, "It was my son who found your wallet."

He grabbed my son's hands and pumped them up and down as he cried with joy. My son has never forgotten this.