Growing up I always loved pretending to find treasure especially in old places. My parent's home was an old home built in the 1850's or so. It had old stairs which went down below to a room with a dirt floor. This was where the water heater and other house things were located.
So there I am digging a hole for a fence post and I am remembering in my youth putting together a collection of digging tools behind the stairs so whenever my thoughts returned to buried treasure I could sneak back down and scratch away a bit more dirt from the floor underneath the stairs. I knew for certain that I would find someone's buried, long-forgotten treasure box. After all, I would hide my piles of gold coins in just such a place.
I never got that big of a hole because it seemed there were many rocks in the way. So while digging the fence post and running into too many rocks it triggered this memory of trying to find buried treasure.
2 comments:
good memory. i should jot mine down too. i still like to look for treasure, but now i find it on the side of the road or at yard sales.
hahaa. I like to get good treasure at yard sales myself.
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