While on a hunt two days ago, I found what I thought was a piece of junk. When it came out of the tumbler after cleaning, I discovered the junk was a dog ID tag and the owner's name and address, along with the dogs name was inscribed on the back. I checked the phone book and sure enough, she was listed. Rather than just throw the tag away, I called her to let her know I found the tag and I had expected her to tell me to round file it. This elderly lady nearly broke down crying on the phone she was so happy to get her dogs tag back. To make a long story short, she and her dog met me at the park this morning and you would have thought someone gave her the Hope Diamond she was so happy. She turned out to be an elderly lady and the light that shown in her eye made every pull tab, bottle cap and other assorted junk I have dug well worth it and I will gladly do it over and over again if it will bring joy to someones heart and I would bet the mortgage the majority of the men and women that enjoy this hobby feel the same way. Keep em swingin and HH, Nampa 23.