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:canadaflag:And we are all finite

Leslie(nova scotia)

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From the land of the Bluenose.....the scene unfolded and played out as it had a 100 times before. Navy Davy arrives 15 minutes early looking like a blue fin tuna chasing a school of macheral as I limp to the trunk and stowed my machine in gear in the trunk. I knew that before the end of the outing both ND and I would be stiff, moaning and groaning with our assorted aches and pains.
Tim's was had! Told Dave that we can't go digging on Wednesday as I have to have blood tests to which he retorted "Well have you studied for them yet?" Always a comeback.
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We each dug in silence as the waves slapped the shore, the trees creaked as did our knees and the crows sitting up in the trees laughing at us.
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Sort of inwardly lost and was thinking about Steve Zendren who just passed away. He was my first shift I/C that I worked for when I joined the security detail at the airport. Man had served his country for 34 years with 6 overseas deployments and 4 more with NATO. A loving and caring family man whose battle with cancer was to be his last.

Day was done and as predicted both of us limped to Mrs. Navy Dave's thunderbolt grease slapper with out pockets full of clad. Sure was sweet swinging the Freedom 3 Plus!

Navy Davy's horde of 53 coins.
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Bluenoser's 48.
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Today got me thinking hard about life in general. At the service for Steve his accomplishments were mentioned and would impress any military man.

Can imagine what my eulogy will say;
"He dug holes all his life and now we put him in one."
 
You mentioned dying and being buried..........I think if I died I would want someone to walk up to my casket and say "Looks, he's moving!"
 
Nice story and nice finds for you both, Leslie, and your last comment brought a laugh to this ole serious gal: He dug holes all his life and now we put him in one! :lol: Could be said about most dedicated detectorists! Sorry about the death and funeral of your long time friend! Nice to be remembered in such a wonderful way of accomplishments during his life! :angel: Ma Betty
 
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