Jagdpanther
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A short explanation and then the question.
Last summer I had received word that I was going to Iraq. This would be my third trip over there and for some reason my mind really started to work overtime with the “what if” scenarios. I guess I’m getting old. Anyway, I have a son who is 15 and we had been out prospecting for gold several times with limited success. With the “what if” thing lurking, I thought how great would it be if we had a really good day with color in the pan. A day that would hold a special memory for my son. So, I purchased a bag of “guaranteed” concentrates and our last trip out before I left for my deployment I salted his bucket with some of the concentrates. He has become a pretty good panner and sure enough, “Hey Dad, look what I got!” We kept digging and I mixed in the last of the concentrates and again he came up with several pans with some nice little flakes. It was great! We drove home and he showed his mother what he had found. She looked at me and winked having been in on the secret. I left the following week and of course returned home safe.
While I was deployed I related my story to some of the other guys and most had a good laugh. One guy however laid the “those who practice to deceive” line on me. I started to wonder if I really did my son disservice. I didn’t talk about it anymore but it still bothers me a little. My son still believes we got lucky.
I like to think that this is no different than when Santa would come to visit. The kids find out eventually, are a little disappointed but still hold on to those memories of how fun it was. Some day I’ll tell him about it.
So, did I do a bad thing?
Last summer I had received word that I was going to Iraq. This would be my third trip over there and for some reason my mind really started to work overtime with the “what if” scenarios. I guess I’m getting old. Anyway, I have a son who is 15 and we had been out prospecting for gold several times with limited success. With the “what if” thing lurking, I thought how great would it be if we had a really good day with color in the pan. A day that would hold a special memory for my son. So, I purchased a bag of “guaranteed” concentrates and our last trip out before I left for my deployment I salted his bucket with some of the concentrates. He has become a pretty good panner and sure enough, “Hey Dad, look what I got!” We kept digging and I mixed in the last of the concentrates and again he came up with several pans with some nice little flakes. It was great! We drove home and he showed his mother what he had found. She looked at me and winked having been in on the secret. I left the following week and of course returned home safe.
While I was deployed I related my story to some of the other guys and most had a good laugh. One guy however laid the “those who practice to deceive” line on me. I started to wonder if I really did my son disservice. I didn’t talk about it anymore but it still bothers me a little. My son still believes we got lucky.
I like to think that this is no different than when Santa would come to visit. The kids find out eventually, are a little disappointed but still hold on to those memories of how fun it was. Some day I’ll tell him about it.
So, did I do a bad thing?