On July 20, Peggy found a wallet in the middle of McLaughlin Drive in San Jose. Inside it was a student ID from Michoacan, Mexico for Ivan Lopez Sanchez, a business card from a joyería, and some receipts from a Western Union kind of place. Mr. Sanchez had evidently sent money to his mother in Mexico recently. Also in the wallet was $122 in three bills: a Benjamin, a Hamilton, and a Jefferson. And a Honda key.
She made some calls to the Jewelry store and the cash place, where they remembered the owner of the wallet. Then she waited. And waited...
Last night, more than a month after finding the wallet, she decided to do a little more detective work, and used an Internet street-address-to-phone-number directory to see if she could find someone who knew the owner of the wallet at the address on one of the receipts.
After getting past the suspicions of the current resident at that address, ("How did you get this number?") using her surprisingly good 30-year-old high school Spanish, she managed to determine that he did know the owner of the wallet. He promised to get in touch with him.
A few minutes ago, Peggy received a call from the owner, who was a few minutes away and wondered if he could come by and retrieve his wallet. After another phone call to straighten out directions, a Honda with four young guys in it showed up at our house. The driver was obviously Ivan Lopez Sanchez: he looked just like his student ID.
Naturally, they offered Peggy a reward, and just as naturally, she replied "No es necessario."