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I found a perfectly good 4' stepladder on the way into Boston. Then a couple years later, on the same stretch of road, that same 4' stepladder flew out of the back of my truck. I watched it in the rear view mirror as it spun down the expressway, careening onto the grassy median. Unlike the day I'd found it, there was lots of traffic. So, there was no way I was stopping. Thankfully, it didn't hit anyone. I felt lucky on both days.

Nothing really good, last time I remember, a body that had been hit by a truck.

Found a set of tools like this one.

I actually found about 8-10 wrenches today, no 10mm though.

I think the 10mm ones just evaporate

Found my deer in the road a week or so back after a quick 60 yard death run. Made for an easy recovery.

that looks like one of the roads Keith Warren rides down with a 3pt hitch corn spreader.

That’s an awesome deer. Hope I find one like that this weekend.

It probably got up and hopped into the nearest culvert.

I found a busted up plastic gang box with all sorts of drywall tools scattered all over a gravel road near my house. I gathered them up and took pictures and put it out on FB that I had found them. A gal I know recognized them as they belonged to her brother.

I met and handed them back to the owner the next day and the jackass never even said thank you.

Several gas cans, some hand tools and the best I remember was a new roll of 1/2 in PEX. I was in the middle of replacing a bunch of gray pipe in the house I had at the time.

Rodger, I witnessed a teenager get hit and run over twice.

I'd risk getting run over for a good gas can without the .g0v spout.

not found anything of any value.
I found a 20 bill in the parking lot on the way to get a coffee after work, well the server got the change after paying for coffee.
I did not earn it (found money) so someone bought me coffee.
Was headed to a job site and thinking another wheel barrow would be nice, there it was on the side of the road. picked it up and proceed to the job. A truck pulled up at the job site and informed me it was his wb, AHH its in my truck.
Told him I will use it to load my material and park it behind my truck. it was gone when we finished I hope he was the one that took it.

Lots of deer growing up

About 3 years ago on an early January morning, I came across a plastic snow sled full of ice fishing gear. Everything from rods and tip-ups to a gas ice auger. I grabbed it up, (thankfully there wasn't much traffic yet) and continued on to work.

After looking over what was in the sled, I found out that some of the items were sold only at a local bait shop, so I called the bait shop and let them know that I had found some stuff that one of their customers may have lost. It turned out that the owner of the gear was in the store at that moment, I guess hoping that whoever had found it would turn it in or call. We spoke and arranged for him to pick up his stuff.

For a few years I worked at a location near a lot of distribution warehouses, HD and the like, and I too learned the craft of picking the tarp straps up off the road without stopping. My favorite find was box turtles.

My dad was a local delivery truck driver in the 60’s and 70’s. Every single night when he got home from work, I’d ask him, “Did you find anything in the street”?

This line of daily questioning started for me when dad showed me a pocketknife he’d found in the road. Weirdest thing he brought home was a dark brown Mink he saw get hit by a car. Thing looked like a weasel to me. My older brother took it to a taxidermist and had it mounted.

When my brother died, that mink went somewhere, probably a dumpster by one of his kids hands.

Wish I had it, now. I’d call it “Road Kill” or Roady for short.

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Wow, that's something... What a jackazz.

Drywallers are usually alcoholics anyway.

i lost an excavator bucket off my trailer the other day. Strap came loose and off it went. Could have killed 27 people but thankfully the road was empty. Backed the tilt deck trailer up to and winched it on with a strap. Off I went.

I thought Roofers were.

Slummy.

When I was 11 or 12 a bakery truck dropped a box of 6 cakes out of the back door I guess. Split the cakes with a buddy I was with. Tasty dessert that night.