See A Buck, Pick It Up

Today I found a dollar bill sitting on the sidewalk in front of Progress Hardware. I looked around; but whoever dropped it was already far away.

Half a block away, an older bearded guy in neon-orange camo was selling The Street Sheet. I handed it to him, saying, "I just found this on the sidewalk. I think someone wanted me to give it to you."

He smiled, bemused, and said, "OK. Thanks."

Maybe not so much with the sanctimony next time.

Would I have done that with a twenty, I wonder? I'd like to think so.