Saturday, October 12, 2013

Neat Relics at My Neighbor's House

After spending the morning with my family at a pumpkin patch, I had the itch to get out.  

Don't get me wrong, I love spending my free time with Carissa and our daughter, but I definitely had my eyes open for an arrowhead or a possible surface find while we were walking around the farm/pumpkin patch.  I can't help it.

She was looking, too.

So when we got home, I called one of my neighbors and asked if I could putz around in their yard.  Their house was built in the early 1900's and I believe that they purchased from the original homeowners.

I got permission, thanks to Marie and Duane.

Duane was interested in what I was doing.  I always enjoy showing the hobby to a newcomer.  Most of the time it leads to interesting conversation, and today was no different.

As we talked, he proceeded to tell me quite a bit about the history of the house, including where the outbuildings used to be.

And the first signal in, I dug a memorial penny.

I always laugh to myself when that happens - it figures I'd find a penny when I have someone watching me.

After digging a few more clad coins, I explained to Duane that patience is not only a virtue... in this hobby it is a necessity!  Not every signal is something valuable or historic.
I personally feel that some new detectorists may have the wrong impression of this hobby.  By seeing great finds everyday on the internet, some might think it's the norm to find something valuable in every plug you dig.  That's not realistic. 

Most metal detecting tv shows are guilty of the same thing.  But that's a whole other topic...
Back to my day:
I worked my way into the yard and got a signal that was deeper than all the others.  

 I came up with a 1949 Northampton County dog license, 
buried about six-inches deep.

A few minutes later, I got another deep signal and turned up a really neat token.

As I cleaned it up a little, 2 names and a date became legible, and I instantly knew what it was.  I turned to ask Duane if he knew the original homeowner's name.  I asked if her name was Margie.  He said he wasn't sure but the husband's name was Jim.  I got excited and said, "This token says Margie & Jimmy and it's dated July, 1948!"

Love token.

Duane believes that this would have belonged to the son of the original homeowner.  

I really thought it was a neat piece of history to stay with the house and I insisted he keep it.  Duane said he'd keep it with an early picture of the home.

I tried to continue the hunt, but the signals were sparse.  I finally got another deep signal - and I turned up this really cool American Legion pin,

dated 1933.

The next few signals were all clad coins.  The only real keeper was a key - maybe from the 50's or 60's, so I called it quits.

Today's hunt was really fun.  I was only out for about an hour, literally right across the street... and I turned up some neat old relics and got to hang out with my neighbor.

Cleaned up American Legion pin,
cleaned up dog license,
 and today's keepers.

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