On the 10th of May, 2002, sitting on the steps leading up to our new home, was someone's daytimer/wallet. My friends and I went through it -- only in an attempt to find out who it belonged to, of course. Inside was this photograph and little else. With some work, we found a phone number and called the owner and left a message on their answering machine. Only afterwards did we notice that the daytimer was from 2001.

This is such a great picture. Why would a thief leave the most valueable thing behind?