On my way to Goodwill with a few things saw a young homeless man I recognized and have talked to. Decent guy who is trying to get his life back on track after a sequence of hard breaks, and whose backpack was some tiny My Little Pony thing stuffed to bursting. After a U-turn parked and offered him D’s old Speedo swim team bag which was pristine and voluminous. Handing over the bag I noticed I’d overlooked an envelope tucked in a side pocket, snatched that out and drove off. Opening the envelope at a stop light discovered it was an unused Thank You note. I wrote the guy’s name on the bottom and put it on a desk shelf.