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| Exposed Rocks at Low Tide. Photo by Darrel S. |
He detected the area and said he dug a hundred holes and left fifty more targets he didn't feel like digging. There was a lot of small junk. A lot of fishing stuff (See below.).
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| Rocks Exposed At Low Tide Up In Sebastian Area. Photo by Darrel S. |
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| Dug Fishing Related Junk. Photo by Darrel S. |
Darrel also said there was a lot of noseeums one day. And on Sunday the parking lots in the Turtle Trail area where full - both sides of A1A. He didn't find a place to park.
Well Memorial Day is over and there should be some out there that the beach-goers lost. We are getting the summer heat now.
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Here is some news from the Fisher organization.
The Sea Reaper worked the Margarita scatter where a lot of artifacts from the galley were found. They recovered over 100 artifacts in that area, including two heavily encrusted large nested iron pots. Other finds included musket balls, majolica, blade fragments and other unidentified objects.
They will be searching an area that they call the "silver store house," which is where 17th century salvors found numerous silver bars. Personal property of passengers such as emeralds and jewelry might also be found in the area. One eight reales has been found there.
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I posted a picture of may father yesterday. He was in France in 1943, I think. I posted that it was 1944 yesterday, but after thinking about it some more, I think it was probably 1943. Anyhow, I awoke last night thinking about something I felt compelled to post today.
When I was about eleven years old, which would have been about 1956, my dad was driving me somewhere on a unpaved road that snaked along the top of ridge. On both side there were green farm fields descending into a valley. Near one very sharp bend in the road, somebody was building a house on top of a high point that would have been a fine lookout from which you could see for miles in every direction. It was a very small house being built out of what appeared to be second hand lumber. Mockingly I cracked, "You might as well live in a chicken coop." My dad's reaction was strong. I could see the anger in his eyes. He told me something like, "Never judge a person like that." At the time, I didn't really understand why he reacted the way he did.
Many years later - a few years after he passed away - I learned why he responded the way he did. He was right. It was wrong to judge a person that way, but there was more to it. When he was young - younger than I was when this incident took place - there were times when he lived on the streets. His father was gone and he dug ditches and did what he could from the time he was ten years old. I was too young to realize it, but he was ashamed of his childhood and early family life, He never talked about it, and I never knew or met any of his relatives. If I asked about his family he just said that he was s*it in a field and hatched.
Back to the chicken coop. When he was about the age I was when this incident occurred ( which would have been during the Great Depression, as well as I can figure it ) he and his destitute single mother and two half siblings lived in a chicken coop.
He wouldn't want me to tell you this, He wouldn't want anyone to know about his youth. It wasn't long ago that I learned about this.
He was ashamed of where he came from. He should have been proud of what he overcame to become the man he was. I thought we were rich. We didn't have much ( something else I didn't realize at the time ), but I had more than the other kids I knew. I really did feel wealthy. I never went without food, and he made sure I had more than I needed and everything I wanted. He should have been proud. I had love and security and he spent his hard earned money on toys and things for me that he never had.
I didn't realize it at the time, but he should have been proud, and I should have been ashamed. But what do kids know? What do any of us know?
It is always hard for later generations to know what it was like before their time. And it is therefore hard to appreciate their accomplishments. The same thing applies to history in general as well as metal detecting.
Very often, we know too little until it is too late. Thanks dad!
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Happy hunting,
TreasureGuide@comcast.net
