By Andy Snyder We dug up an old penny last night.
A post needed to go in the ground, so we picked up a shovel and broke through the sod.
After just a few scoops of our farm’s fine and, right now, very dry topsoil, we noticed something out of place. It wasn’t shiny, but it wasn’t dull like a rock.
We bent over, rubbed it between our fingers and gave it a close look.
It was a penny, dated 1944.
Buried Treasure
It turns out another man had worked this patch of land so many years ago. And he left an accidental deposit that serves as a fine …read more
