[lindabaker]

I used to find money when I was a single mother. One evening, my son (6 years old at the time) and I were coming home. I had just driven an hour from my office and picked him up from school. The whole way home I fretted that I had no food in the house, and no money for stopping at the grocery store. I was on the verge of fainting from hunger. I had of course fed my son the previous two weeks, but had not much was left for myself. I was waiting for that next paycheck. I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment. I stepped out of my car onto a fifty dollar bill. I don't know what I would have done otherwise, as my nearest family was 1400 miles away. The next month when I was short again (rent paid, but not enough for food) I found forty dollars blowing down the sidewalk in front of where I worked for Shearson Lehman American Express.