I found a woman’s diary on the street today. There is no address or phone #, but through Internet sleuthing and a description by a neighbor, I am 99% sure that it belongs to a woman two doors down from us. I have reason to believe she would not want her husband to see it (I’m making every effort not to read it anymore than to find the owner, but I’ve seen enough to know there’s very pesonal info in it). Their last name is unknown and no number on the mailbox. She works and I don’t think the husband does. Of course, there is the possibility it was thrown out deliberately.
I found the husband’s myspace page, and it has a link to her page, but I don’t know enough about myspace – would a message sent to her be necessarily private? Should I set up an account to send her a msg? Any other ideas?
I wouldn’t message her on MySpace. My sister-in-law set up my brother’s MySpace account and therefore receives all communication sent to him that way. I imagine other couples may have shared accounts in a similar manner.
Stick a flier in their letter box announcing that you found a book in the street at x time on x date and that the owner can collect it from you at your address. Heck, knock yourself out and stick similar fliers in your other neighbour’s letter boxes too in case you’re mistaken about the owner’s identity. If the husband comes to collect it and you’re uncomfortable giving it to him, show him a different book and claim that’s the one you found in the street.
Hmm, the flier idea is a good one. If it works, I’ll certainly assure her I haven’t actually read it. If not, I’ll risk a message. We have several books that can act as decoys if the wrong person shows up.
Is there someone in the neighborhood who you know she is friendly with? You don’t have to reveal anything…just ask if she knows her schedule or something or that you want to invite her over for lemonade.
She’s in the military. If there were a last name, it might be possible to find her through the base directory. They just moved in, so they’re unknown as yet to the neighbors. We’re semi-rural, so inviting over for tea might make sense also…am printing fliers next I get to the library…
I’m disappointed at the lack of enterprise shown here. Whatever happened to entrepreneurialism?
I say adopt a sinister eastern European accent, call the house and if the wife answers, say “I found sometheeng very… Eeeenteresting. Maybe someone wouldn’t want to know what is in thees sometheeng… no? Some personal eenformation? Maybe it is worth sometheeng to you? Huh?”
OK…got delayed a bit by a high winds, lightning and the power being out, but now I know which car she drives. When it is dark tonight I will slip the note under the wipers.
I did post in Craigslist soon after finding the diary, no response.
Found their MySpace page by googling her name, our city and state, and her child’s VERY unique name. Husband’s picture looks just like guy I have seen in their backyard. Due to a very weird parcel shape, their backyard is practically next to ours.