silverfreak
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- Aug 9, 2007
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I hope this message doesn't get moved...and I'm sincerely requesting that it doesn't. It has taken me months...and I truly just found the courage and strength to post it TODAY....so it belongs in "todays finds".
This is my BEST and most memorable find of 2008...and of my lifetime.
I will never forget it as long as I live. It was the afternoon of the day when my mother had passed away earlier that morning. I felt like I was going to go absolutely insane with depression.
My dad...myself..and my brother were supposed to meet the minister at my grandparents house. This was the house where my mom was raised and grew up at...and for some reason...my dad wanted us all to meet there instead of our house.
We were supposed to meet with the minister so each of us could give him a little story to read at my mom's funeral.
Anyway it was 4:00 and he wasn't supposed to be there until 5:00. I was depressed beyond imagination..and no way I was going to sit for an hour and get worse.
I got my SE out of the trunk...and began to creep accross the grass by the foundation where the old porch once stood.
It wasn't long before I got a high pitched whisper...had a plug dug...and popped out a 1941 Merc.
As I gently rubbed off some of the dirt...I glanced over my right shoulder...looked up at the sky...and there was a bright ray of light peeking right down at me...through an otherwise cloudy and dismal day.
At that moment...I had a peace and calm come over me...and I realized my mom would always be with me...and would always have my back...just as she always had.
You see..I had hunted my grandparent's house a hundred times or more over the last 30 years...and never found silver.......until now.
My mom probably dropped this dime as a kid...and today was the day meant for me to find it.
This is my BEST and most memorable find of 2008...and of my lifetime.
I will never forget it as long as I live. It was the afternoon of the day when my mother had passed away earlier that morning. I felt like I was going to go absolutely insane with depression.
My dad...myself..and my brother were supposed to meet the minister at my grandparents house. This was the house where my mom was raised and grew up at...and for some reason...my dad wanted us all to meet there instead of our house.
We were supposed to meet with the minister so each of us could give him a little story to read at my mom's funeral.
Anyway it was 4:00 and he wasn't supposed to be there until 5:00. I was depressed beyond imagination..and no way I was going to sit for an hour and get worse.
I got my SE out of the trunk...and began to creep accross the grass by the foundation where the old porch once stood.
It wasn't long before I got a high pitched whisper...had a plug dug...and popped out a 1941 Merc.
As I gently rubbed off some of the dirt...I glanced over my right shoulder...looked up at the sky...and there was a bright ray of light peeking right down at me...through an otherwise cloudy and dismal day.
At that moment...I had a peace and calm come over me...and I realized my mom would always be with me...and would always have my back...just as she always had.
You see..I had hunted my grandparent's house a hundred times or more over the last 30 years...and never found silver.......until now.
My mom probably dropped this dime as a kid...and today was the day meant for me to find it.
