My grand daddy (we called him Pap) had an old gold railroad watch that he'd had for as long as I could remember. I asked him once where he got it and he told me a neat story.
It seems he and my grand mother moved to Hammond, Indiana in the 50's to find work because of an economic downturn here in Alabama.
He soon found work and each day he walked down the railroad tracks because it was the most direct route to the new job at the city dump. One morning the sun was coming up in the east and caught something shiny a few feet ahead of him. He bent down to pick up what he thought was a gold colored chain but he soon realized there was a watch attached to it. "I looked around but there was not a soul anywhere around there," he said. He wound the watch tight but the second hand wouldn't move. He thought that since it wasn't working, someone had simply thrown it away.
He put it in his pocket and walked on to work. On his way home he decided to stop by a jewelers shop to see if the watch was worth fixing. He explained that he had found the watch on the railroad that morning. The jeweler told him he'd look at the watch the next day.
The next day as Pap was walking home from work on the railroad tracks, he found a $10 bill lying on a cross tie. He was getting really encouraged about walking to work. When he stopped by to check on his watch, the jeweler had already made repairs and the bill was - you guessed it, $10.