I've mentioned it before, but it bears repeating here. I left my wallet behind on the counter of a fabric store in Annapolis. When I realized that I had done so, I called the fabric store. No, no one turned in a black wallet, or any wallet.
As I was in the midst of cancelling all my credit cards and so on, I got a phone call from my auto insurance office in Linthicum. Because there was no ID in the wallet with an address (my driver's license had been in my pocket) the finder had driven 20 miles to turn it in to the only place that could contact me. Everything was completely intact. The cards in the wallet weren't in the same order, but if they went through it looking for ID, that would be logical.
I've always wished I could thank them. I can't, so we've passed it on. Shortly after that, we found a driver's license in a rental car, and mailed it back to the owner.