I like the wind. ( I didn't find your money )

When I see paper money on the ground. I always check which way the wind is blowing and check along bushes or anything in that direction if not too far. Often find more.

Best I ever did. About 45 years ago. There was a bank robbery. The suspect and car stopped when the car died. The suspect stood on the hood of the car tossing piles of paper money in the air. People stopping all over, grabbing money, etc. etc.

Police rolled up and collared the suspect and then tried to round up the money. On the news they reported the police grabbed license plate numbers on all the cars there and people best turn in the money they found.

I noted where the car broke down, and wind direction. I waited a couple weeks. Went there. Checked the tree line and bushes across an open field, in the direction the wind was blowing. Plenty of money found it's way over there.

LTG : )

I knew a girl named Helen that would blow me for 80$ does that count?

In 1979 I was waiting for the bus to summer camp in my driveway. Had to pee. Left a stack of about 300 1975 Topps baseball cards on the trunk of dad’s car. Went to pee. Came outside 1 minute later and a huge gale of wind had blown the card WAY down the street. I ran all around the street and yards for almost 15 houses down before bus came and had to go. Never found the Hank Aaron. Went back after camp and found some more but not Hank. (We used to flip and trade and play all kinds of stacking matching games with cards at camp). My wind story.

Really ?

She charged everybody else 5$

LTG : )

Best wind story of mine:

Was 14 years old. Family vacation out to the Rocky Mountains, father wanted to go up to the top of Pikes Peak, in Manitou Springs Colorado. Long drive up on a dirt road - this was long, LONG before it was paved - and my mother was just freaking out the whole time with the sheer drop-offs along the road.

Finally make it to the top, and it's freakin' FREEZING. We weren't really dressed for the temp change, so we bundle up as best we can. My dad ends up wearing a leather jacket and a baseball cap.

This baseball cap is.. now, lost to humanity. It was windy at the top of the mountain, see, and up there with all the rocks, the wind can shift directions

fast. We're taking a family photo, another tourist holding my dad's camera. At that moment, a gust of wind comes, and just blows my dad's hat off his head. My mom looks all worried as the tourist is getting ready to take the picture, and asks, "Aren't you going to get it?" She says, and my dad, calm as all getout, lifts his hand over his head and says, "Nah, another one will be by soon." Not less than 5 seconds later, a hat - a

differenthat is just blown into his hand. Without a word he sets it on his head and smiles for the picture. He has that picture framed down in his room at their house.

He gave the hat back - he admitted that he saw the other hat get blown off someone else, but didn't expect to actually catch it.

HIShat blew off the side of the mountain, and .. as far as I know, never retrieved.

To this day, I look back at that moment in pride and awe, to be able to just have the cards (hats?) fall like that to make such a performance.

Grew up in western Kansas where the wind blows ALL OF THE TIME. I had one leg shorter than the other as a kid, which made it really hard to walk. One day I figured out I needed to turn around and walk the other direction, and the legs evened out.....damn wind.