Sgt. Silverman
Active member
I woke up early this morning and just stared at the ceiling. I started recollecting the five month journey of our first daughter Jordan, her Trisomy 18, and how so many people we thought were great friends and family tried to persuade us to get an abortion. Five months of not knowing if she would live one minute out of the womb, an hour, a day. On December 31st 2001, there was no more waiting... the Lord called her home. This was her actual due date. Alissa gave birth to Jordan the following day, New Years day 2002.
The memory of that day is still fresh in my mind, but doesn't sting any more. We were Blessed with a very special girl that helped bring a fractured family back together after so many years.
I read my bible for a while, then tiptoed (plodded?
) through the house getting my gear ready to go detecting. It was 39 degrees this morning and as I sat in the car reading through the 14 new maps I made I just closed my eyes and said, "Lord, where am I supposed to go today? I submit to your will, please guide me." The answer was pretty clear, but it was actually one of the last places I was going to hit in a few months. A half hour later with the sun just coming up I arrived at the first tot-lot. I stayed there an hour and a half and got a majority of the coins you see in the picture. Kids started showing up (???? It was only 47 degrees!
) so I packed up and headed to the other end of the park where there was a smaller tot-lot.
I got to the second lot and realized after 5 minutes, "No one has ever hit this." I started getting hit after hit after hit in succession. Every single beaver tail in that pic came from that tot-lot. After the fourth one I stopped and looked around. Beaver-tails. Huh. Then it hit me. The swing set and the jungle gym looked like they were just installed over the summer. Off to my left were 6 picnic tables. The beaver tails were all pretty much 2-4" down which I came to the conclusion that the park crews must have moved the picnic tables, installed the new equipment and laid the mulch down. Needless to say, every beaver tail I dug I kept smiling. Sooner or later I knew there had to be gold there. 10 minutes and 6 more tails later
, Eureka! I dug a gold crucifix (minus the chain). I looked it over carefully and could barely make out some markings on the chain link that was attached to the crucifix, but alas, with no reading glasses I'd have to wait until I got home. I POUNDED that tot-lot, primarily looking for the chain that was attached to the crucifix but to no avail. I was there 2 1/2 hours and it was sheer bliss. Very tranquil, and I was so in the zone I didn't realize until I got to the car how thirsty I was.
A quick shot to a park on the way home where I found two gold rings a couple of years ago and then I called it quits. (I found that weird looking earning there) 5 relaxing hours later and my pocket was pretty heavy. As you can see by the pics, I will dig every pull tab and beaver tail knowing that sooner or later it will be gold. Sure enough, that crucifix was a solid 8 on the X-terra. I got home, cleaned my finds and realized with my magnifier the crucifix had a small 750 on the link that was still attached.
18Kt. GOLD! What a Blessed start to 2016.
Thanks again Travis for your personal X-terra, it's treating me great and I've taken to it like a fish to water 
I pray all of you and your families have a very Blessed and rewarding 2016!
Greg
The memory of that day is still fresh in my mind, but doesn't sting any more. We were Blessed with a very special girl that helped bring a fractured family back together after so many years.
I read my bible for a while, then tiptoed (plodded?
I got to the second lot and realized after 5 minutes, "No one has ever hit this." I started getting hit after hit after hit in succession. Every single beaver tail in that pic came from that tot-lot. After the fourth one I stopped and looked around. Beaver-tails. Huh. Then it hit me. The swing set and the jungle gym looked like they were just installed over the summer. Off to my left were 6 picnic tables. The beaver tails were all pretty much 2-4" down which I came to the conclusion that the park crews must have moved the picnic tables, installed the new equipment and laid the mulch down. Needless to say, every beaver tail I dug I kept smiling. Sooner or later I knew there had to be gold there. 10 minutes and 6 more tails later

A quick shot to a park on the way home where I found two gold rings a couple of years ago and then I called it quits. (I found that weird looking earning there) 5 relaxing hours later and my pocket was pretty heavy. As you can see by the pics, I will dig every pull tab and beaver tail knowing that sooner or later it will be gold. Sure enough, that crucifix was a solid 8 on the X-terra. I got home, cleaned my finds and realized with my magnifier the crucifix had a small 750 on the link that was still attached.

I pray all of you and your families have a very Blessed and rewarding 2016!
Greg