Recovery

Earlier this year, I went to a party at that lady’s sister’s house.

I’m sure I talked too much about metal detecting… because I talked about metal detecting.

But now months later, she lost a gold charm while working on her farm. The chain she wore it on got caught on something and broke. She found the chain right away, but the charm was lost in the tall grass.

She remembered the metal detecting, and a few phone calls later there I was in a cow pasture.

It only took a few minutes for the magic metal detector to find the little charm. Happy days!

And even better, she’s given me her neighbor’s number… he’s got an old cottage site on his farm that’s never been detected…