A couple of days ago I went to hunt a grassy area across from the football field that's used for parking, and also for pre and post game celebrations. There's always a bunch of coins lost there and it's an easy place to pick up a couple of bucks in clad. I was getting the Golden
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Weedeater, or what?.......
- Thread starter JB(MS)
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rentasquid
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I had an older lady from our church that I detected in her yard that always called my detector a Geiger-counter. Unfortunately, the first National Treasure movie did nothing to dispel that notion either(their detectors sounded like a cross between a Geiger-counter and a detector)
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In early 2000 I was browsing the Civil War Official Records and ran across a report that stated a regiment of Tennessee calvary had camped overnight at a church about 40 miles from where I live. We found the church but the cemetery, church and paved parking lot covered everything except about a half acre park on the east side of the church. We had to get permission from Mr. Irv Yancy to hunt the park, his family had owned all the land in that area since the mid 1800's and at 82 he still ran the entire community. When we went to hunt the park there was a little, old lady there picking up sticks and putting them in a tiny wheelbarrow. She was thin as a rail and dressed in 1800's style clothes. She had on a plain, long sleeved, ankle length dress that looked homespun and an old timey bonnet on her head. She walked very, very slowly and when she moved the wheelbarrow every step seemed to take several seconds. I walked over to her and asked if she couldn't get any men to help her. She replied that men were sorry, good for nothing know it all trash and she wanted no truck with them, present company not excluded, but she had a big smile on her face and used more colorful language. I talked to her for quite a long time, her body might have been weak but her mind and wit were sharp as a tack. Turns out she was Mrs Yancy's sister and had been widowed for almost 30 years. She said she would be 91 her next birthday and owned the house and land just east of the small park. She told me to take my "geiger counter" find some money on her place and we would either split it or run off together and share it. I have to admit I spent less time detecting than I did following her around. She was an awesome lady. Other than a 1940 wheatie and a couple of nondescript buttons we only found modern coins in the park, but talking to the little old lady was more than worth the trip
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.while water hunting, being followed by a young girl,she asked whatch yu doin mister ,vacuming the lake?to get rid of her ran detector head up her leg that got rid of her o.k. but she told her mother ,that man ran something with a big head on it up her leg....and 3 women got up and came in the water with me........cowbell oh.
rentasquid
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