Values by my Mom and Dad.
Ok, this gives me hope for the human race.
So I am reading the Yankee Flyer (it's a weekly paper magazine for local stuff) and a person ads "Found money in Granby, describe amount and container".
I was in a friend's apartment block about 28 years ago, and found a wallet in the elevator. It was obvious to me, even back then, that this was the the change purse of an older lady. Of course I grabbed it, and took it home to show my mom.
Inside we found one $10 bill. To teach me a lesson about these things, my Mom told me I couldn't have the $10 until we tried to find the person who it belonged to. Disappointed as I was, ($10 was a lot of candy back then!) I agreed to trying to find the owner.
So, my mom took out an ad in the local paper, with the same description as above. "Call and describe wallet, and how much money". We actually only got one caller. 9 times! Quite the actor this person was. British accent, Chinese, old, young. But, he was too greedy, and never actually got down to $10. Well, and this was again, obviously the purse of an old lady.
So, with no takers, we actually forgot about the wallet, until about 20 years later, when my Mom was moving, she found it in a pile of old purses and wallets and gave it back to me. "I guess you can have this now, no one is going to claim it." We had a laugh, and I took the $10 and went out and bought candy. (Which by that time in my life, meant ~ Beer ~)
True story!