Well wouldn't you know it. The next day after I joined this website I had a big stroke and spent some time in the hospital but thanks to Jesus I am not too bad off. I won't be chasing the wife around the house for a while but the good Lord willing I will be soon. I am kinda a tough old bird that the good Lord helps to survive a lot.
Here is a rare true tip for all you who lives in North West Missouri. It is a tip on a treasure buried by the infamous outlaw Ken Rex McElroy "the town bully who was shot down on the streets of Skidmore, Missouri and not one person would tell the FBI a durn thing as to who did it In Broad Daylight in the busy little town. Here is the tip:
One very slow night I was setting in my home made police car near the old car wash in Maitland, Missouri. Ken Rex knocked on the window of the car and ask me if he could get in the car with me and I told him to get in but keep his hands where I could see them. He laughed and got in. We started talking and I ask him how he got started in his life of crime. He told me it all started because of gossip. He said that he was a big tall young man and had a natural mean look about him but was not mean at all, just a dumb country boy. He said the local people started gossiping about him and lying about him calling him a thief and worse. He said he took that for a few years and it really hurt him insider so finally he made up his mind that if he was going to get blamed for things he didn't do, then he might as well do them because he was getting the blame anyway. So he started out on the path of the outlaw. Shooting first and asking questions later. Over a period of forty years he became an accomplished thief and along the way started playing with a few cards short of a full deck, constant sinning will do that to a feller.
I started driving around and drove down an alley with Ken Rex in the car next to me. As we passed behind a store he pointed to the door at the back of the store and ask me what I would do if I saw him coming out of that door with his arms loaded with booty. I told him I would shoot him on the spot because I know if he had the chance he would shoot me to remove any testimony against him. He laughed and said well that would probably be the right choice. I don't like witnesses.
Before the ride was over Ken Rex told me that he thought his time was about up and that the druggers were talking about killing him. Then he said this to me. "Bob you are a poor ******* with a house full of kids, If I die I want you to know I have ten thousand dollars in gold, a fully automatic AK47, some clothes and running equipment buried near the creek near my house near a big old tree, you can't miss it. If I get killed you can have it but if you try to sneak there and take it while I am alive I will kill you. He went on to say he admired my courage at standing up against all those druggers alone and that was why he was telling me all that.
Well not too awful long after that Ken Rex got gunned down, back shot, on the streets of Skidmore Missouri in Broad Daylight and a day later his home was burned to the ground by the people who killed him. I never went looking for the gold or the AK as I do not love money more than God. He never said so but I am sure the gold was stolen and probably the AK also. So I never went looking. The years went by and as far as I know no one but me was told of his hidden gold that was twenty dollar gold pieces ten thousand dollars face value probably worth a hundred thousand today but if ever there was a curse on a treasure it will be on that one.
My health is going down hill quickly so if someone can use this small bit of information to find the treasure then God Bless you. Where I am going before long the streets are made of gold so I don't need it.
But look over your shoulder as you dig, Ken Rex was big and mean and bitter on life and I am quite sure his spirit is more than angry over the way he was gunned down without a chance and he may be guarding that treasure, a very angry spirit who was quick as a rattlesnake in life and as a spirit would be much quicker and meaner. I have seen things in my long life that leads me to believe that such things as evil spirits really exist and can do great harm. I saw such a case as a policeman, but that is another story.