beephead
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I headed out early to my high hopes corner lot site in order to beat the heat. There was a heavy dew, so I decided to work the grassy area between the sidewalk and curb first. When I got almost to the end I heard someone yelling at me. When I looked up I saw a girl standing in her driveway at the house next door. I couldn't hear what she was saying so I dropped my headphones and headed her way. She said, do people just let you detect their yards? I replied, yeah, I get permission from the owners. She told me that she has seen me at a bunch of yards detecting. She said the reason that she asked is because her mother used to detect before she passed away and she still has her metal detectors. At this point, I was wanting two things from this girl, permission to detect her yard and to take a look at those metal detectors. She was late for something, so she put my name and number in her IPhone and said she would call me later after she found the metal detectors.
Anyway I got back to detecting and cornered a 1936 Washington quarter. Then right next to silver quarter I pulled a wheat penny and memorial. I little over a foot from where I found the first silver quarter I found a 1959 Washington quarter. Someone must of had taken a tumble and lost those coins out of their pockets.
The owner of the home came out and asked me how I was doing. I told him about the silver coins and also that I found a boy scout neckerchief scarf slide. I remember him telling me that he was a boy scout and that they met at the church across the street. He said that must be mine, so I gave it to him and that made him happy as could be.
I told him that I was just cherry picking because I didn't want to mess up his grass. He told me every thing look good to him and for me to dig all that I wanted to.
The owner heads back into the house and the home inspector for the buyers shows up and I make friends with him. He said he tried detecting but he never had any luck. About this time the owner comes back out and the home inspector comments on how nice his grass is and said you must have had a tree removed over there where the wood chips are. The owner said that he had a old magnolia tree removed. I said oh boy, because those trees attract silver coins for some reason. The home inspectors said that it's because kids used to play under them and climbed on the low limbs. That makes sense!
The home owner asked the inspector how long it would before he would be through with his inspection. He said that he'd be though by no latter than 11:00 o'clock. He decides to leave and ask whoever of the two of us is the last to leave to lock the back gate with the padlock.
I get back to detecting and unearth a 1963 Rosie dime and find a 1942 foreign coin. That foreign coin sounded like another silver quarter, but it wasn't to be. I was on a roll and it's only 9:00 o'clock and I've only covered about a third of the yard. Another 6+ coin day easily.
This car drives up and a lady gets out and ask me what I'm doing. I told her that I'm detecting the yard and ask who she was. She snaps back at me and ask me my name, so I told her. I also informed her that I had permission to detect the yard. She informs me that she's the buyer's agent and that the owner had better rethink about letting me detect the yard and removing stuff from it because this house is under contract.
I told her that I've around the block a few times and know a few things since I'm a retired real estate agent/builder/land developer. I was getting ready to read this rude agent the riot act when I saw the buyers drive up and decided to bite my tongue instead. I said hi to the young couple who will be closing on the house in two weeks and wished them well in their soon to be home.
I said that I'm though here and I'm headed for the house. I'll go back and finish up the rest of the yard before the house is transferred. That dumb agent doesn't know the difference between 'real' property and 'personal' property. Coins are 'personal' property. Most agents that I've ever met are real airheads. There are exceptions but they're few and far between.
beephead
Anyway I got back to detecting and cornered a 1936 Washington quarter. Then right next to silver quarter I pulled a wheat penny and memorial. I little over a foot from where I found the first silver quarter I found a 1959 Washington quarter. Someone must of had taken a tumble and lost those coins out of their pockets.
The owner of the home came out and asked me how I was doing. I told him about the silver coins and also that I found a boy scout neckerchief scarf slide. I remember him telling me that he was a boy scout and that they met at the church across the street. He said that must be mine, so I gave it to him and that made him happy as could be.
I told him that I was just cherry picking because I didn't want to mess up his grass. He told me every thing look good to him and for me to dig all that I wanted to.
The owner heads back into the house and the home inspector for the buyers shows up and I make friends with him. He said he tried detecting but he never had any luck. About this time the owner comes back out and the home inspector comments on how nice his grass is and said you must have had a tree removed over there where the wood chips are. The owner said that he had a old magnolia tree removed. I said oh boy, because those trees attract silver coins for some reason. The home inspectors said that it's because kids used to play under them and climbed on the low limbs. That makes sense!
The home owner asked the inspector how long it would before he would be through with his inspection. He said that he'd be though by no latter than 11:00 o'clock. He decides to leave and ask whoever of the two of us is the last to leave to lock the back gate with the padlock.
I get back to detecting and unearth a 1963 Rosie dime and find a 1942 foreign coin. That foreign coin sounded like another silver quarter, but it wasn't to be. I was on a roll and it's only 9:00 o'clock and I've only covered about a third of the yard. Another 6+ coin day easily.
This car drives up and a lady gets out and ask me what I'm doing. I told her that I'm detecting the yard and ask who she was. She snaps back at me and ask me my name, so I told her. I also informed her that I had permission to detect the yard. She informs me that she's the buyer's agent and that the owner had better rethink about letting me detect the yard and removing stuff from it because this house is under contract.
I told her that I've around the block a few times and know a few things since I'm a retired real estate agent/builder/land developer. I was getting ready to read this rude agent the riot act when I saw the buyers drive up and decided to bite my tongue instead. I said hi to the young couple who will be closing on the house in two weeks and wished them well in their soon to be home.
I said that I'm though here and I'm headed for the house. I'll go back and finish up the rest of the yard before the house is transferred. That dumb agent doesn't know the difference between 'real' property and 'personal' property. Coins are 'personal' property. Most agents that I've ever met are real airheads. There are exceptions but they're few and far between.
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