I sat down last week in the waiting area of the place where I got for hand therapy. Slipped between the seats was a beautiful gold ring and it fit, too! (I thought it was a gold foil candy wrapper, at first!) I couldn't keep it, though...would have felt really badly. Turns out the lady who'd lost it had just called asking if they'd seen it. It felt good to say, "Yes, here 'tis!"