What would you do if you found $1 million?

That's the question I asked to everyone who joined me on Sunday July 1st at Tattooed Moms on South Street

during the sixth annual Philly Podcast Festival.

I know what you might be thinking, yeah right, who's going to leave a million dollars

lying around and even if I did find that kind of money, there are cameras everywhere, plus banks have those dye packs that explode

if you take the money anywhere outside of a certain radius of the bank.

Maybe I should have prefaced my question with a few details.

The money is not traceable because it's not sequential.

There aren't any dye packs or anything that would target you as the person who found the cash. And it's almost 40 years ago,

1981, so no street cameras, very few outdoor security cameras. What would you do if I told you there was a chance you could get away with it?

Would you take it?

Would you hold on to it and wait for a reward to be issued and then return the money so you look like a good guy and

still get a little something for your efforts. Maybe you don't turn it in.

Maybe you decide to keep it and lay low. How long would you have to sit on that money before you could do anything with it?

How would you spread it around? You can't tell anyone and I mean no one. Not your mom, your husband or your wife, your best friend, certainly not

the guy at the corner bar or your neighborhood crew, or your dealer, or your buddy whom everyone

believes is connected to a local organized crime family.

You and I don't have contacts like that.

Sure, we might know the local bartender, but I don't have a dealer, and I certainly don't know anyone connected to the mob. But Joey

Coyle did. So did his young friend John Baylaw and Jed Penick. On February 26, 1981, 28-year-old South Philly boy Joey Coyle was crashing.

Joey was addicted to meth.

His life hadn't turned out the way he'd hoped.

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