A wonderful, kind woman picked it up and went through it to find out who I am. I do not have my phone number anywhere there, but she found Jonathan's name on an insurance card and called my home, and he called me. She lives only a block from where I work and my boss let me run over. (The last choice would have been to call one of my credit cards and they would have taken it from there.) And she *apologized* for messing up my cards. I asked if she wanted something, and she said absolutely not.
So I'm giving tzedaka instead.