“Money in the Pool,” Friend, Jan. 2001, 44
This summer, for our Hatch family reunion, we went swimming at Lava Hot Springs, Idaho. I was swimming with Grandpa when I saw two paper bills at the bottom of the pool. I couldn’t reach them, so Grandpa got them for me. He asked me if we should try to find the owner. He didn’t tell me how much money it was. He said that the amount shouldn’t change our minds about what to do. I wanted to keep the money, but I knew what was right, so I told Grandpa to find the owner.
He announced over the loudspeaker that whoever identified the money would have it returned. Several kids said that they had lost money, but none of them knew the right amount. Then a man said that he had lost thirty-three dollars—a twenty-dollar bill, a ten-dollar bill, and three one-dollar bills. Grandpa told him that I had found the twenty- and ten-dollar bills and gave them to him. The man was really grateful to have his money back—it was all that he had with him. I felt so good! I just wished that I had found his other three dollars, too.