Indianhead Jones
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The year was approximately 1961 or 1962.
My Dad, who was a prolific "treasure hunter" in his own right, was always up for adventure and exploring, and this hobby of his often took him to the Pittsfield State Forest in Pittsfield, Mass. with me in tow.
He would pack us a lunch, and tuck two mesh onion bags into his knapsack, an off we would go.
Dad seemed to know the best places to find his treasures, usually spots that people had illegally dumped junk and refuse in the woods off the main vehicle trails.
On this particular summer day, we found an old derelict cabin deep in the woods, which Dad explored throughly with his trusty flashlight. Nope, no treasures there!
After a lunch break, we continued our trek, and we happened upon a large old couch that someone had dumped just off the dirt road. He explained to me that often, people sat and unknowingly deposited their pocket change as they relaxed! Well, I found this hard to believe, and I watched as he removed the old, musty cushions, and began ferreting out items! I recall a fountain pen, and someone's old bill from the electric company in particular.
I was getting bored when suddenly Dad shouted out to the treasure gods, and what a bellow it was!
He walked over to me with the biggest smile I had ever seen, and thrust his cupped hands into my face, and gleaming in the sun were 13....yes 13 old silver half dollars!! No clads back then, of course! I remember how many there were, because he counted them out as I watched in awe!
I just couldn't believe that money could be found inside an old couch, but there it was!
On the way home that day, I was treated to ice cream to celebrate Dad's good fortune.
Just a simple story here, but it will live on in my memory....my Dad....I'll always "treasure" the days when he never ceased to amaze me!
Larry G.
My Dad, who was a prolific "treasure hunter" in his own right, was always up for adventure and exploring, and this hobby of his often took him to the Pittsfield State Forest in Pittsfield, Mass. with me in tow.
He would pack us a lunch, and tuck two mesh onion bags into his knapsack, an off we would go.
Dad seemed to know the best places to find his treasures, usually spots that people had illegally dumped junk and refuse in the woods off the main vehicle trails.
On this particular summer day, we found an old derelict cabin deep in the woods, which Dad explored throughly with his trusty flashlight. Nope, no treasures there!
After a lunch break, we continued our trek, and we happened upon a large old couch that someone had dumped just off the dirt road. He explained to me that often, people sat and unknowingly deposited their pocket change as they relaxed! Well, I found this hard to believe, and I watched as he removed the old, musty cushions, and began ferreting out items! I recall a fountain pen, and someone's old bill from the electric company in particular.
I was getting bored when suddenly Dad shouted out to the treasure gods, and what a bellow it was!
He walked over to me with the biggest smile I had ever seen, and thrust his cupped hands into my face, and gleaming in the sun were 13....yes 13 old silver half dollars!! No clads back then, of course! I remember how many there were, because he counted them out as I watched in awe!
I just couldn't believe that money could be found inside an old couch, but there it was!
On the way home that day, I was treated to ice cream to celebrate Dad's good fortune.
Just a simple story here, but it will live on in my memory....my Dad....I'll always "treasure" the days when he never ceased to amaze me!
Larry G.
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