I left one of my canes in a Chatham shop a couple of days ago and retrieved it yesterday.
It was a two-hour round trip, but worth it. I was so happy to have the cane back.
It bothers me to lose things, and not retrieving an item that has given me good service is unthinkable, even with the expense and inconvenience.
When I was very young, I lost a tiny purse in a cab in New York City. I still remember crying my eyes out, which must have driven my family bonkers.
It has to do with being lost myself, I think.