On the way to Home Depot one night, I saw something shiny in the center of my lane. It was a cell phone, face down, and its camera flash was on. I never would have seen it if the light wasn't on. There were tire tread marks on the screen, but it was not broken. I think it was a Nexus. I picked it up with the intention of calling a contact in the phone to try to find the owner, but by the time I got out of HD the battery was dead and the phone was shut off. Oh well, I'll go home and charge it, I thought. On my way home, I saw a little old lady walking along the roadside in the dark, hunched over staring at the ground as cars whizzed by. I pulled over and handed it to her. It totally made her day.