In all the letter to SNRHA that Zeke and I have been sending, the recurring theme is his $20 in 25¢ and the “COPY” stamp that I wrote my name on. In order for that to come up missing, the person would have had to knowingly take it and take my name off. Or not, depending on how much conscience they had.
The money would have been easier to abscond with, but Zeke had it in there for people who needed laundry change.
Anyway, I’m off to Wally’s, then to the laundromat.
Good luck with both! I have the usual household entropy, followed by the physical therapist.