William Fox picked just about the worst possible time for his wallet to go missing - right after he’d cashed a check.
“I was going to make a house payment,” Fox explained.
But no matter where he looked on Sept. 12, he couldn’t find his billfold, which had more than $1,300 in cash inside. He was convinced someone had stolen it from the locker room at Munger Station post office, where he works as a letter carrier.
He posted notes asking for help in finding the wallet, filled out a police report, even had an announcement about the missing wallet broadcast over the intercom at Munger Station.
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As weeks passed and the wallet remained missing, Fox was convinced he’d been the victim of a crime. He set about getting a new driver’s license and replacing his credit cards.
Then, a letter arrived in the mail a few days ago. It was from Flying Donuts on East Central, and it told him to stop by and bring a photo ID.
“Could it be?” Fox said he wondered, almost afraid to hope.
He stopped by the small business on Central near Oliver on Tuesday.
“Are you missing anything?” Flying Donuts owner Tricia Davis asked him with a big smile.
“Yes, I am,” Fox replied.
“I’ve got something for you,” she replied, handing him his wallet.
Everything was still there, Fox said: his driver’s license, his credit cards, the $1,300 in cash.
“It was unbelievable,” he said. “It just seemed like I could have flown out of that place.”
Fox remembers stopping by Flying Donuts at about 11:30 a.m. Sept. 12 and buying some doughnut holes for a snack while he was delivering mail. He put down his mail bag, got out his wallet to pay for his order, and placed his wallet next to the cash register.
He left with his order and his mail bag, and no one noticed the wallet tucked next to the cash register until the man who picks up the leftover doughnuts every day for the Union Rescue Mission spotted it at closing time at about 1 p.m.
“It was right in front of the register,” Davis said. “The register’s high. I can’t see what’s on the other side of it.”
She looked for a phone number in the wallet and couldn’t find one, Davis said, then found a phone number for Fox in an online telephone directory.
But that number was disconnected.
Because he sometimes delivers mail to the store, Davis said, “I thought ‘Maybe he’ll come back,’ and he never did.”
Two weeks went by.
She finally decided to send a letter to the address on the driver’s license to let him know she had something he would probably be interested in.
The request for the photo ID was “to make sure it’s the right person who claims the wallet,” she said.
Fox, who has worked for the post office for 27 years, showed her his new driver’s license, and that was that.
He still wants to give her a reward of some kind, he said.
“She’s the most generous....” he said, his words trailing away. “I’ve never heard of anything like it.”