Lost and Found
Last evening I lost my cell phone playing in the snow with the girls. I found it this morning in the snowbank. It was almost buried with just the top half inch or so sticking up above the snow. Other than being quite cold, it was in good working order. But it got me thinking about losing things.
I've lost more keys than I care to name. Someday if we ever move from our present house (23 years there), I'm sure a couple of sets will come to life. I lost one set of car keys at the mall two years ago. I retraced my steps and asked in every store. I had them in my hand. I KNOW I just laid them on a shelf as I was looking at merchandise. We always have spares, but that one had the only remote opener for Bob's car. Fortunately, he likes to open cars the Southwest way.
I've lost two passports and a few driver's licenses. One trip to Mexico (pre 9/11) I used my FOID (Firearms Owner Identification) Card. That was funny at the time. I traveled to Mexico on an airplane with a FOID card for ID. It meets the criteria: it's a government issued foto ID with a current date. I wonder if I could travel even in the U.S. on a FOID card today.
Another time, (pre FOID) I traveled to Mexico with an affidavit sworn and signed by me, notarized at the ticket counter. (They used to do that!!) I just swore that I was who I said I was and signed it. Yep. They used to do that. I climbed right on that airplane. No photo ID at all. Just me saying I'm me!!!
So with my record for losing things, I was delighted to find my cell phone this morning. I was elated when I discovered that it still worked!!