When I was about 5 years old, my father gave me a silver whistle to play with..... it was a special whistle he told me and was the one he used while serving in the US Navy on the USS Catamount during the Korean Conflict...... I played with that whistle for about two weeks, and one day lost it somewhere in the yard....... I never could find it as a boy and I remember my dad asking from time to time...." you ever find that Boatswain's whistle I let you play with?" I remember him asking me that on two or three different occasions as I was growing up...... Well, one day a few years after my father had passed away.... I was lucky enough to find that Boatswain's whistle using my detector and the memories it brought back to me..... it was to late to hand it back over to my father because he had passed away..... I remembered how he showed me the correct way to blow the Boatswain's whistle when he gave it to me to play with as a boy, and I felt the best thing I could do was to take it out to the Cemetary where he rested and leave it in the ground over his grave. The reason I'm writing this and sharing is because I feel that everyone has something they have laid to rest for some reason or another... that whistle in the graveyard with my father means alot to me.... just as i know it meant alot to him.... it was a part of his life he looked back on with pride..... serving in the Navy. I would hate to think someone would think that detecting /digging that silver whistle and saving it as a trophy, yet not knowing it's history and the reason it was there to begin with........ Some things are just sacred and should not be touched.......
God Bless & Happy Hunting!
God Bless & Happy Hunting!