The GF and I had planned a short after work hunt in the country but she was tired so I decided to hunt the yard and clear out some of the trash. After a few false signals, various plumbing parts, can slaw, and one car ignition I had worked my way over to the narrow strip between the sidewalk and street. Just a few inches in I had a dime signal that was a bit squirrelly but shallow so I decided to dig it. Out of the hole comes my first piece of silver, a 1.9 gram .925 silver hoop earring. Out of the same hole came a copper penny-1979. A few inches away I hit another shallow signal for a quarter and dug a 1974 quarter which was my first dug quarter. A few inches away from this hole I hit another quarter signal. I wish I had paid attention to the numbers, but I didn’t. It was consistently indicating a shallow quarter so I dug again. This time instead of a quarter came a sterling silver wedding ring (3.6 grams) about 2-2 1/2” deep.
I was just a bit surprised and sat there starring at the ring. Knocking the dirt off I could clearly read Sterling on the inside. I tried to stay at it a few more minutes and managed to dig another penny before I had to go show the GF my finds. I walked in and handed her the earring and asked if she thought it was silver. She took one look at it and said, “absolutely”. “Well, if its not”, I told her, “this is”, and handed her the ring. She starred with the same surprised look that I must have had out in the yard.
Every forth of July for the last 40 odd years a parade has passed this house and the entire street is packed. I suspect that during one of these parades was when both the earring and ring were lost. I did head back out but only managed to dig another penny before dinner. I didn’t care, just really excited about my first silver.