My last post “Using a Broad Brush” brought forth a few comments and I just want to reiterate my position, my opinion, my take on the potential of finding common ground with the archaeological community…..
As I’ve stated many, many times before, I have no desire to work with archaeologists, nor do I find it some sort of honor to do so. It’s taken forty years of experience to come to this conclusion, and I am just tired of their ongoing disdain for what it is we do. I am also disappointed in those detectorists who continue to “grovel and beg” for acceptance into their small minded world. Then again if you find sticking flags in the ground to your liking, have at it…..
What finds I have made over the years were above board and legal, and I owe the archaeological community absolutely nothing! Hope that clears things up !
STILL COLD AND STILL HOUSE-BOUND
Not a lot to report this time around. Still without a vehicle and it maybe next week before I have one. Apparently the Pug Bug is old enough that getting miscellaneous parts from the manufacturer is no longer an option. At least that is what my mechanic says….. Instead of one small vent door I am getting the whole AC dash unit installed to the tune of $1,375. I keep trying to keep the Pug Bug running, taking very good care of it over the years, and because I cannot afford car payments, but now I am starting to wonder if that’s a reasonable goal. While I do not have to get out and about, it just bothers me not having a car at my disposal….
An Old Recycled “Pug Bug” Adventure
Fay and I had two pugs, Barnum and Bailey (We lost Bailey a couple of years ago), and they were and are “family” twice-over. Anyway, we used to take them to a giant indoor flea market in downtown Dallas. It was a monthly event, and every once in a while we would find a bargain. Mostly however it was a day out, and a chance to give the dogs some exercise.
One Sunday Fay had to work, and I decided to just take Barnum to the flea market for a quick run through. As we entered the gate to Fair Park, where the market was held, we immediately saw a sign that said “Low Rider Convention”.
No big deal? Well it was for me. I drive a yellow VW Beetle, with a license plate that reads “Pug Bug”, and yes I have one of those big ole sunflowers stuck in the vase on the dash. That should tell you the feeling of impending doom I had when I saw the low rider sign.
I pulled up to a couple of extremely overweight guys, who spoke very little English, and asked if there was a flea market that day. They took their time, looked at me, my license plate, the sunflower, and Barnum sitting in the passenger seat next to me, and said sternly NO!! I looked at Barnum and said “Buddy we need to get our asses out of here”. We quickly turned around, drove home, and I swear Barnum was laughing along with me…..
A FEW RECENT NEWS ARTICLES…..
Thanks to Eddy Current for the following article…..
From the BBC
CRAZY LIKE A FOX….
Ralph Smith, a musician friend from years ago, shared this one on Facebook, and I thought it was a good read…..
NEAT PHOTO FROM BYGONE DAYS
Keith Wills sent along the following photo, and thank him for doing so…A classic!
Keith said “Left is Richard Ray holding an old Garrett BFO. To the right is a picture of Hunter Pritchett holding an old D-Tex BFO. I am in the center, holding two old Fisher BFO’s (one a tube type). We were looking over a map of an area we were going to hunt that evening.
The picture was taken on my front porch many years ago. You know about Richard and his exploits, but Hunter is also of the same mold (found the really big treasures way back when and the government came after him too). Both are super guys and I’m proud to call them my friends.
Hunter is still alive and getting old like the rest of us. If Hunter was here he would have to tell you about the time he and I were in Arkansas, and I had to kill a big old rattle snake to dig up two gold coins. It’s one of his favorite stories.”