“The Five-Dollar Bill,” Friend, Oct. 2007, 23
My family went on a trip to Boston, Massachusetts. We visited the Bunker Hill Monument and climbed the tall tower. Afterward we went through the gift shop. I found a five-dollar bill lying on the floor. I picked it up and gave it to the park ranger. He said, “You can keep it.” I told him that it wasn’t mine and that someone might be looking for it. The ranger looked surprised and finally said that if nobody asked for the money by the end of the day, he would put it in the donation box. He asked me where I lived, and I said, “Utah!” I felt happy that I was honest and chose the right.