Last week I was lamenting the fact that I had found 49 wheaties this summer but one more was proving elusive. Then I found one in my pocket change but was told " you can't count that one...you gotta dig it" So today I was out for about an hour (nearly froze my fingers off!) and found two in the same hole. So I hit that particular goal without counting the "pocket" one. A 1940D and a 1929 in the outfield of what used to be the high school ball diamond. Ahhhhh! I feel better now.
MrGEe
MrGEe