Gridwalker306
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Today I went down to America, to a small dying town where my wife's uncle lives. I hunted his yard, and he nicely secured permission for his neighbours old yard. When I was doing an empty green space behind these houses, a guy approached me and told me he lives next door and has detected everything around the area to death. I felt awkward hunting his stomping grounds, but he didn't seem to mind. He mentioned that another old abandoned house across the alley had the top 6" of soil scraped off. He detected it and found a penny. He said it would be ok if I tried it out, and he walked along with me, all the while telling me how bountiful silver coins used to be to dig up. As we got around to the front, I dug my fiftieth silver for the season (1962 Canadian quarter), meeting my goal. It was ironic that he was there, and had detected it many times before. I also managed the 1893 IH down the street, and the little sterling locket came from an old park. I also dug my second International Harvester token/medal. It was very deep, and I was sure it was going to be silver. All in all a good day!
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