The lost wallet, a great love story!

by Stephen on June 12, 2012 · 96 comments

in Inspirational Stories

As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.

The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline–1924. The letter had been written almost 60 years ago.

It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue stationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a “Dear John” letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that the writer could not see him anymore because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him.

It was signed, Hannah.

It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the name Michael, that the owner could be identified. Maybe if I called information, the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope.

“Operator,” I began, “this is an unusual request. I’m trying to find the owner of a wallet that I found. Is there anyway you can tell me if there is a phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?”

She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then said, “Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can’t give you the number.” She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me.

I waited a few minutes and then she was back on the line. “I have a party who will speak with you.”

I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name of Hannah. She gasped, “Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was 30 years ago!”

“Would you know where that family could be located now?” I asked.

“I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago,” the woman said. “Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be able to track down the daughter.”

She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone number for where they thought the daughter might be living.

I thanked them and phoned. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home.

This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself. Why was I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only three dollars and a letter that was almost 60 years old?

Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be living and the man who answered the phone told me, “Yes, Hannah is staying with us.”

Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her. “Well,” he said hesitatingly, “if you want to take a chance, she might be in the day room watching television.”

I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home. The night nurse and a guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah.

She was a sweet, silver-haired oldtimer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye. I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took a deep breath and said, “Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael.”

She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said softly, “I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Sean Connery, the actor.”

“Yes,” she continued. “Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you should find him, tell him I think of him often. And,” she hesitated for a moment, almost biting her lip, “tell him I still love him. You know,” she said smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, “I never did marry. I guess no one ever matched up to Michael…”

I thanked Hannah and said goodbye. I took the elevator to the first floor and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, “Was the old lady able to help you?”

I told him she had given me a lead. “At least I have a last name. But I think I’ll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find the owner of this wallet.”

I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, “Hey, wait a minute! That’s Mr. Goldstein’s wallet. I’d know it anywhere with that bright red lacing. He’s always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at least three times.”

“Who’s Mr. Goldstein?” I asked as my hand began to shake.

“He’s one of the oldtimers on the 8th floor. That’s Mike Goldstein’s wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks.” I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse’s office. I told her what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed that Mr. Goldstein would be up.

On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, “I think he’s still in the day room. He likes to read at night. He’s a darling old man.”

We went to the only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet. Mr. Goldstein looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, “Oh, it is missing!”

“This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?”

I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with relief and said, “Yes, that’s it! It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon. I want to give you a reward.”

“No, thank you,” I said. “But I have to tell you something. I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet.”

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. “You read that letter?”

“Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is.”

He suddenly grew pale. “Hannah? You know where she is? How is she? Is she still as pretty as she was? Please, please tell me,” he begged.

“She’s fine…just as pretty as when you knew her.” I said softly.

The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, “Could you tell me where she is? I want to call her tomorrow.” He grabbed my hand and said, “You know something, Mister? I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I’ve always loved her.”

“Mr. Goldstein,” I said, “Come with me.”

We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where Hannah was sitting alone watching the television. The nurse walked over to her.

“Hannah,” she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in the doorway. “Do you know this man?”

She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn’t say a word. Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, “Hannah, it’s Michael. Do you remember me?”

She gasped, “Michael! I don’t believe it! Michael! It’s you! My Michael!” He walked slowly towards her and they embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.

“See,” I said. “See how the Good Lord works! If it’s meant to be, it will be.”

About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home. “Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!”

It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed up to join in the celebration. Hannah wore a light beige dress and looked beautiful. Michael wore a dark blue suit and stood tall. They made me their best man.

The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.

A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.

Author Unknown
Story was submitted by visitor: Taurus Queen
“…dateline–1924… 60 years…”: This story was probably written close to 30 years ago.Β 

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{ 50 comments… read them below or add one }

1 Nihed June 13, 2012 at 12:52 pm

Such a touching story, I am speechless. That is what I call it real love.

2 Mars June 13, 2012 at 1:34 pm

Love begets love. It reflects the real love. Even being apart from each other for decades, with no contact at all, they still had same respectfull love for each other.

But unfortunately present mindsets have changed the meaning of love to physical relation. Even the word of love has been damaged. Love is far away from physical connection. It is something that cant be expressed in words. It is a feeling and the word feeling itself is yet undefined.

3 Lshrat June 14, 2012 at 10:33 am

Nice story!… maybe this is why they say, it’s never to late to tell the one you love..:)

4 Safia Faruqi June 18, 2012 at 1:05 pm

Beautiful story

The love story itself is not so unusual….the good samaritan tendency is missing in todays world…..only the occasional do-gooder takes time and effort out fr a selfless act.

Brought a lump in my throat. God bless!

5 Tabish Peerzada June 19, 2012 at 12:20 am

A beautiful love story indeed… πŸ™‚

6 Emmanuel Peter June 20, 2012 at 2:53 pm

I wish I will one day have someone tell the same story about me and someone I love so much to wait for that long. Love the story. It’s inspiring.

7 Arindam June 22, 2012 at 3:15 am

Love this story..Thanks to the author for making this happen.

8 Kiran June 22, 2012 at 4:51 am

I felt it was my own story and I wish I would meet my girl friend (Vanaja N) one day and I would be speechless, may God give enough courage at that time.

9 Choo June 23, 2012 at 2:00 am

A very good and touching story. I believe this story is real and I hope that. I hope I will found my true love one day.

Share this story as it was so amazing !

10 Prashant Kumar Singh June 23, 2012 at 12:06 pm

This story was so amazing.

11 Ken wa Nyabuto June 25, 2012 at 5:05 am

This story has much inspired me.

12 Mo-mo June 27, 2012 at 8:19 am

This is truly a love story, wow!

13 Sylvia June 28, 2012 at 9:42 am

So made me cry for joy.. thank you..

14 Avi July 3, 2012 at 4:19 am

It’s a nice love story.

15 Vishu July 3, 2012 at 4:52 am

Lovely. It is damn good love story. I wish I would love someone in this way… never ending… selfless love.

16 Kavya July 4, 2012 at 4:27 am

Very touching story πŸ™‚ Love never ends…..

17 Shakil July 5, 2012 at 11:48 pm

It made me cry, tears are rolling down very badly, if its real then its really very-very bad that they waited for such a long time to be together, but finally by God grace they met again and story ended happily. I’m Happy for this.

My love to Micheal & Hannah. I wish your love story may never die…! You Two Will be alive forever and ever through your touching and tears bringing story.

18 Sharon Abiola July 6, 2012 at 7:36 pm

This is great. Short of word.

19 Shruthi August 13, 2012 at 11:24 am

Am speechless.

20 ZOE August 20, 2012 at 7:55 pm

Very heartwarming story. Oh, to be loved this long by someone.

21 Shriya September 14, 2012 at 7:30 am

Nice one…:)

22 Kathryn October 8, 2012 at 1:43 am

So sweet!!!

23 Abhishek Prajapat October 29, 2012 at 1:46 pm

I hope everyone should get his love before end of life……I really loved it.

24 Mariaetete November 13, 2012 at 6:31 am

Do u know am still crying? What a good ending.

25 Fi Fi Panache November 14, 2012 at 11:51 am

Oh it broke my heart πŸ™‚ so sad but so happy xD

26 Chie Villarin November 14, 2012 at 3:02 pm

Amazing love story.. I wish I have the same story too.. I wish I am Hannah.. love it!

27 Sahar November 25, 2012 at 5:15 am

It was awesome…. I love it πŸ™‚

28 Nabila November 29, 2012 at 4:17 am

True love story….just amazing.. <3 <3

29 Pravinkumar December 13, 2012 at 5:30 am

Awesome, true love always have Sweet End !!!!!!

30 Prasurjya December 16, 2012 at 8:28 am

So touching…loved it from the core of my heart..coz i know dis not going to happen wid me…β™₯ β™₯

31 Deza December 20, 2012 at 11:59 pm

Very inspiring story! πŸ™‚

32 Deza December 21, 2012 at 12:02 am

I love this story! πŸ™‚

33 Sonika December 21, 2012 at 4:30 am

It is very nice love story.

34 Aparna December 23, 2012 at 3:15 am

It is love..

35 Arun Kumar January 2, 2013 at 11:57 pm

Love doesn’t mean living together hugging, kissing or something, it means that none can define perfecthy LOVE in the world includuing the greatr GOD. But after reading this story I felt true love, TRUE LOVE means not only living together but living for ONE ANOTHER till the last breath….

36 Roshan Zameer Mysore January 11, 2013 at 7:00 am

Awesome love story.

37 Ashly Patropes January 15, 2013 at 3:46 am

It’s amazing.. I really like the composition… It’s a story to be inspired of.

38 Max Jack January 19, 2013 at 5:09 am

It is really touching my heart. I hope it will not happen to me but I really, really loved this story.

39 ChrissyLissy January 30, 2013 at 7:10 am

I love the story, it’s a great touching love story!!!

40 Gaurav February 1, 2013 at 7:58 am

This was an awesome story I had ever heard about. Thanks.

41 Rahul Aggarwal February 5, 2013 at 2:21 pm was an awesome story. I think everbody likes this story…..

42 Ravi Kuran Karmacharya February 18, 2013 at 6:09 am

Too good, courageous, heart touching story. I liked it very much and hope everybody will like it.

43 Raviya February 23, 2013 at 3:15 am

The sepration from a person like this is very tough but it has happy ending. Great love at last!

Nice story!

44 Swasthika February 23, 2013 at 9:41 am

It was amazing.

45 Iqbal Singh March 9, 2013 at 9:04 am

A successful love story.

46 Iqbal Singh March 9, 2013 at 9:06 am

A successful love story.

47 Jas April 6, 2013 at 1:44 am

It’s a very, very super story.

48 Ratan April 13, 2013 at 6:35 am

I felt like I was reading a classic love story. But if it is really true, it is incredible and worth sharing.

49 Okanga Juniour April 16, 2013 at 2:31 am

Wow so nice…. humanity survives purely because of love for each other, I like this quote “It it’s meant to be it will be no matter what happens.”

50 Leila April 20, 2013 at 11:39 am

Thanks for story. I enjoy a lot. It’s wonder full. I try to advice my class mate to read that.

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