Username, sounds like my dad back in the late 60's. He was helping my uncle plow a big field, dad had gotten paid that day, had several hundred $$$ in his wallet. Riding on the rough old tractor spring seat, he plowed it under, walked the field for hours but never did find it nor did he ever keep much money in his wallet after that.
Back when cell phones were science fiction in Dick Tracy Cartoons, My Grandad worked as a hired hand on a farm.
It was a family tradition, for the men in the family to go pheasant hunting in the morning before Thanksgiving Dinner.
Dad found a wallet out in the field with over $700 in it and returned to the landowner. You know that Jasper never even said thank you?