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I was loading groceries into my car around 6:15 p.m. on Tuesday, near the Ashtabula Harbor Market on Lake Road. My shopping bags--two blue reusable totes and a couple of brown paper sacks--slipped from my shoulder when a gust swept across the parking lot. By the time I realized they were gone, the sun was dipping behind the breakwater and the lake breeze carried salt and fog. I’m hoping to find them because they hold a grandmother's handwritten grocery list and a small photo tucked in the lining. I’ve retraced that stretch and asked at the market, but no luck yet. They’re plain, practical things, but they represent safe, everyday moments I don’t want to lose.
While sweeping up the library steps outside Ashtabula Public Library around 3:20 PM on a breezy Saturday, I spotted a folder with sheet music tucked under a bench. It's a tidy stack of pieces, some torn corners, with a few concertos peeking through. It looked like someone was coming back for it soon, but I hadn't seen the owner yet. I hope this helps the musician who misplaced it reunite with their tunes through the site.
On Friday around 5:20 p.m., I realized my utensils were not in my tote as I walked toward Harbor Park in Ashtabula. I must have dropped them along the path by the lake, perhaps between benches near the waterfront or near the park pavilion. I retraced steps along Main Avenue and the harbor trail, but they never appeared. These utensils are the ones I use every day for family meals, so losing them feels frustrating and a little unsettled, like a small part of my routine vanished. Any sign of them would brighten my week.
On Tuesday at 7:18 p.m., I found a set of synthesizers in a padded gig bag tucked under a bench behind the Ashtabula Arts Center on Main Street. The weight surprised me, and the glow from the knobs suggested someone relies on these tools for something real. I pulled them out and checked the labels—nothing obvious, just a few stickers and a tag with a band name. I carried them to a safe spot and kept them warm in my apartment while I hoped the owner would see this post and claim them. It pains me to think of gear left behind, especially in Ashtabula, Ohio, United States.
On Tuesday at 9:15 a.m., I was strolling along the Ashtabula Harbor by the marina when I noticed my passport was missing from my pocket. I must have left it on a bench near the library steps or perhaps on the bus seat I rode earlier. My passport is essential for my upcoming trip, and losing it has me anxious about delays and replacements. I’m hoping someone picked it up and turned it in to a safe place so I can get it back before my plans fall apart.
On Sunday around 5:45 PM, I realized my photographs were missing from my camera bag as I was packing up to leave the Ashtabula Harbor area. The prints include photos from my sister's wedding last summer and a few candid shots of my grandmother on the lakefront—souvenirs I can't replace. They mean a lot to me, and losing them feels like losing those memories too. I retraced steps along Lake Avenue and the harbor boardwalk, checked benches and the little shops, but the stack is gone. I hope someone who found them understands how special they are and returns them to their rightful owner.
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