For at least six months I drove by a sad, lost, lonely and confused corkscrew twice a day. It’s been six months since my commute path changed, and it’s still there. That’s a total of one year that a lone piece of plastic and metal has been hanging out, waiting to be claimed, removed, or thrown away.

He’s laying neatly on the yellow paint of the center divider between Forsyth Fabrics and TDS/Figo on Huff Rd. waiting for someone to recognize him and pick him up. He doesn’t know his name or his parents names, or where he lives.

I’ve concocted several possible explanations for how he came to be there, but none are right or real. I’d love to find the truth.

He looks to be a classic lever model, black, and no longer in working condition.

Is he yours?