The lost items box

My 1981 check for $33, which a refund for something. I put it in a book for safe keeping, and then couldn't remember which one. I searched for it multiple times.
Hey, $33 was big bucks back in 1981.
Yes, @fuzzybuddy, I've bookmarked an inflation calculator. Your $33 refund would be worth $116.46 in today's U.S. dollars.
 
A gold opal and ruby ring given to me by my grandfather that I loved so much in junior high It wasn't lost really but stolen but it was lost to me and I have missed it everyday since. If this doesn't count because it was stolen then I would like to find my lost faith/belief in the goodness of people.
 
I can't think of anything now.

I used to be upset that I'd left a suitcase with a friend who said they would take care of it, and when I got it back a year later the yearbooks and newspaper mementos were gone. My friend said the suitcase had been empty, but it had not been! Now though, I don't care at all, I would have gotten rid of those things myself, if not when I was younger, then for sure when I retired and sold the Nebraska house.

And when I was young (Junior High age) I had been upset that my parents had thrown away my childhood toys, though I was only sad about the toy horses, but that "hole" was filled in after I adopted my daughter and gave her all sorts of toy animals that we played with.
 
In all seriousness ...

When my mother died suddenly when I was a teen, and my father took up almost immediately with another woman, he was clearing out my mothers' few things, and I asked him could I have her coat.

It was a new coat she'd only worn a few times.. a modern 60's style mini coat.. she hardly ever got anything new, and she loved that coat ..I wanted to keep it because it smelled of her.. but he refused, and had a bonfire party with the new woman over my mothers things..


If I could have some lost things returned it would be that coat..
 
If someone gave you a box that contains everything you've lost in your life, what would you search for first?
A box couldn't possibly contain everything I've lost in my life. I could search until the end of time and never be able to recover them.
 
That box would be the size of a warehouse.
I'd put a lock on the door and come visit every now and then.
There are some interesting, unusual and mysterious things in there among the mundane.
Things I've long forgotten, the sight of which bring an unexpected rush of memories flooding back.
 

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