# Conscientious version
This is my story as remembered by me. I was at Shields and West in Northern (Central?) Fresno. I saw this guy crossing Shields and he dropped several bills and they blew in the wind. I crossed West and picked up two dollar bills. A lady from across the street walks up to me says I need that and I give her the two one dollar bills. Then a lady driving down Shields (the street the money blew along) stops her car, gets out and picks up some bills. I’m not sure how it happened but I ended up back at the Southwest corner of Shields and West. I ran into the man. He asked me if I saw any money on the ground. I say yes and give him two dollars from my wallet and tell him that other people picked up the rest.
I was at Burger King. I was sitting for a while and not doing anything. This older woman walks up to me and gives me two dollars and says “this is for food.” I order a soft a drink. I go up to fill up my cup but I just get water. The cashier sees me and gives me back my money and tells me I just got water and they weren’t going to charge me for that.
Then on another day, I was at the library. I think I had no money on me but there were two books I wanted that were for sale. I leave the library and start going home. Next, I realize I have some money stashed away in my backpack. I think the books were a dollar each and I bought both of them.