So I was driving by the house where I got the permission to hunt the gravel driveway a few days ago, and the guy was hooking up his boat, which covered nearly half of the driveway, to his truck.
I pulled over quickly and asked if I might search there once he pulls the boat out. He says "sure, knock yourself out"!
I drove around the neighborhood looking for other possible permissions until I saw him driving by, so I rushed back to his house. My very first target was a 1936 buffalo nickel. After a few clad coins I pulled the platinum ring. Shortly after I got the dime and the strange little 'eyeball' silver ring.
After a little Barkeepers Friend:
That eye ring is certainly a strange one! No markings in it but tests as sterling silver.
I went back later to show the guy what I found and asked if they had lost a ring or two. He said the platinum ring was his ex-wife's ring that she threw at him just before they got divorced. He told me to keep it.
I pulled over quickly and asked if I might search there once he pulls the boat out. He says "sure, knock yourself out"!
I drove around the neighborhood looking for other possible permissions until I saw him driving by, so I rushed back to his house. My very first target was a 1936 buffalo nickel. After a few clad coins I pulled the platinum ring. Shortly after I got the dime and the strange little 'eyeball' silver ring.
After a little Barkeepers Friend:
That eye ring is certainly a strange one! No markings in it but tests as sterling silver.
I went back later to show the guy what I found and asked if they had lost a ring or two. He said the platinum ring was his ex-wife's ring that she threw at him just before they got divorced. He told me to keep it.
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