Lost: Baseball glove, perfectly oiled and broken in, Rawlings, tan leather, perfect pocket. Belongs to 12-year-old boy, who is distraught at the theft. Whoever took it, you better watch out for the boy’s big brother, who has promised to pound you into the pavement.
Found: Baseball glove, name, address and phone number written in ink on leather, smeared by thief who found he couldn’t rid glove of previous owner‘s name. Tossed into gutter of neighborhood street. Phone call from good citizen returns glove to previously distraught 12-year-old boy.