I’d like to extend my gratitude and appreciation to the anonymous good citizen who returned my lost checkbook to the Lake Street branch of Chase Bank.
In my haste to catch some of the final game of the Cubs vs. Cardinals Division Series — a late afternoon game — with the other denizens at my local tap in the Hemingway District, I drove from work, parked in my permitted zone on Ontario Street, and sprinted across Scoville Park to get to the bar. I made it there in time to see the Cubs retire the Cards in the ninth and celebrate their series victory. Only after the game did I discover that my checkbook had fallen out of my coat pocket when I had raced across the park. Retracing my steps with flashlight in hand, I failed to locate the item.
In addition to the 20 or so blank checks, the booklet contained other items that are valuable to my personal and financial identity. While I immediately contacted the bank and credit bureaus, ever since that night I have worried what financial and credit damage I might endure based on the potentially nefarious actions the finder might take.
And then last week a Chase representative phoned to tell me a gentleman brought my checkbook in to the branch. The man didn’t leave a name; he just dropped off the booklet and all the items that it contained, stating simply that he “found it in the park.”
So shines a good deed in a weary world.