Workers Find Old Tram In Drained Canal, Then Spot The Driver’s Bag Inside

Opening the bag

Hank reached down slowly and picked up the muddy old leather bag. He looked at Carl carefully. “Mr. Olsen,” he said gently. “May I open your bag and look inside it now?” Carl nodded slowly, fresh tears rolling down his face. “Go ahead,” he whispered. “I have been waiting decades for someone to look.”