ParadiseRoad
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...no guns found...
...my wife did find a $900 wrist watch on a beach in California once though...
...my wife did find a $900 wrist watch on a beach in California once though...
Gun Found During Home Renovation
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cmort666
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A number of years ago, a friend was remodeling his home and found a budget Italian over-under 12ga. behind a wall.
He gave it to me to try to sell at the club to which I belonged, but nobody was interested in a less than $10,000 non-trap gun, so it sat around in my apartment until he died recently. His wife gave it to me, since she had no use for it. I don't either, but it's a memento from a friend, so I'll hang onto it for the foreseeable future.
He gave it to me to try to sell at the club to which I belonged, but nobody was interested in a less than $10,000 non-trap gun, so it sat around in my apartment until he died recently. His wife gave it to me, since she had no use for it. I don't either, but it's a memento from a friend, so I'll hang onto it for the foreseeable future.
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When I bought my first house I found a old Daisy BB gun. It was covered with grease and grime, I cleaned it up and it still worked. Several years later I was remodleing the bathroom, in the wall I found a old Boston Braves baseball card in good shape.
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Ingramite
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I was living in an apartment building with a first floor parking garage that was open to the street in post Katrina New Orleans.
It was not unusual to find all sorts of interesting things stashed there. I think most of it was probably concealed to pick up later when the police were not watching.
One morning I went out to my car only to find a camera bag chocked full of expensive commercial photography equipment. I went through the baq to find a stack of business cards of a local photographer.
I called the guy to tell him what I had found and requested a meeting so I could return his stuff. This guy kicks into a third degree, rapid fire questioning of me. After he accused me of stealing his stuff he insinuated that I was holding it for ransom!
I let him know how disappointed I was in his family ancestry and the horse he rode in on. I told him that his stuff might still be behind the bush at an intersection a block from my residence and after he picked it up.....he could.....Well, in all of this excitement I overlooked the fact that I called him on my cellphone and that he had my phone number now, dang it.
I covered the location until his car pulled up and he jumped out with a pistol in hand. He went directly to the bush and retrieved his camera bag.
He never even called to thank me.
No good deed goes unpunished.
It was not unusual to find all sorts of interesting things stashed there. I think most of it was probably concealed to pick up later when the police were not watching.
One morning I went out to my car only to find a camera bag chocked full of expensive commercial photography equipment. I went through the baq to find a stack of business cards of a local photographer.
I called the guy to tell him what I had found and requested a meeting so I could return his stuff. This guy kicks into a third degree, rapid fire questioning of me. After he accused me of stealing his stuff he insinuated that I was holding it for ransom!
I let him know how disappointed I was in his family ancestry and the horse he rode in on. I told him that his stuff might still be behind the bush at an intersection a block from my residence and after he picked it up.....he could.....Well, in all of this excitement I overlooked the fact that I called him on my cellphone and that he had my phone number now, dang it.
I covered the location until his car pulled up and he jumped out with a pistol in hand. He went directly to the bush and retrieved his camera bag.
He never even called to thank me.
No good deed goes unpunished.
italiansport
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Similiar situation:
We had a dumpster behind our business facility and I went out one morning to dump our trash and saw there was a wallet laying on the bottom. I managed to retrieve the wallet and found a females ID along with some cash and all her personal ID's. I called her on the phone and told her where to come to retrieve it. When she showed up I handed her the wallet and she turned and left without so much as a thank you!
Jim
We had a dumpster behind our business facility and I went out one morning to dump our trash and saw there was a wallet laying on the bottom. I managed to retrieve the wallet and found a females ID along with some cash and all her personal ID's. I called her on the phone and told her where to come to retrieve it. When she showed up I handed her the wallet and she turned and left without so much as a thank you!
Jim
Last summer I found a cell phone near the Block Island Ferry, the phone rang a few times every few minutes it would ring a few times, finally a young girl came and grabbed the phone and ran off without a thank you, I should have tossed it in the water.
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DWalt
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I once had a mailman tell me about the strange things found in free-standing street corner mail boxes. Wallets, jewelry, keys, purses, articles of clothing, fruit, garbage, drugs, about anything you can think of that would fit. I imagine cell phones being found there today might not be too unusual.
Once many years ago when I was about 12 a friend and I were rummaging around under a creek bridge. People had used the area for dumping. We saw what we thought were old bed rails sticking out of a burlap bag. It was two 1895 Winchester 10 gauge lever action shot guns and two Winchester model 1906 .22s. there were a lot of personal papers including a marriage license. It was stolen goods from an old gun smith in town.
Being the good kids we were we took it all back to him. He was so appreciative he gave us a box of .410 shells to split.
Now every time I see one of those old lever action shotguns I think about that.
Being the good kids we were we took it all back to him. He was so appreciative he gave us a box of .410 shells to split.
Now every time I see one of those old lever action shotguns I think about that.
7shooter
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My mother found a S&W jframe between a mattress and box spring in one of the rooms at the motel she owned. It was no telling how long it had been there. She called a friend who was a local cop and he came and picked it up.
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ParadiseRoad
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...you reminded me that I too found a Daisy BB gun...sticking out of a trash can on a job site...and it still works...
ParadiseRoad
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...back when my age was in the single digits...my cousins and I would try to fill those mail boxes up with grasshoppers...
...a woman in Denver threw some used clothing in a donation box...along with her car keys...
...she used her cell phone from inside the box to call the police...and they and the fire department showed up to get her out...
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ParadiseRoad
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...I found a young lady's wallet on the side of an Interstate service road...
...I called and offered to meet her to return it...she was scared...so I mailed it to her...
...she sent a nice thank you note saying she thought she'd never see any of it again...let alone all of it...
One time metal detecting on the beach, I found a class ring from a school in NJ, I called the school and gave them the year and the initials in the ring, they looked it up and found the girl but wouldnt give me her contact info, I gave them mine, her mother called me, she said her daughter lost the ring about five years ago while here on vacation, its a wonder it took five years for someone to find it.
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While deer hunting with his brothers my dad riding in back of PU saw a gun in the ditch and he brought it home. The Remington mod 11 12ga had two slugs in it. This was what I carried bird, and duck hunting for several years. Still have it.
A local business man that was one of the early "good guy" types left a good story behind. He owned a mortgage company that specialized in refinancing mortgages so people could keep their land with a lower interest loan and lower monthly payment. His plan was to buy up an entire city block as the older businesses sold out. He would buy them, tear out the walls and expand his business. I knew his old time office manager and she could go on for hours about some of the good things this gentleman did, he was considered an excellent judge of character, had owned the local Studebaker/Packard dealership, my grandfather bought Packards from him. To get to the story, he had bought an old tavern adjacent to his mortgage business and as was his habit, hired a demolition guy to tear out the walls, the demo guy hired day workers to do the grunt labor. One of the "kids" he hired was banging on a brick wall on the first floor with a sledge hammer and punched through, opening a hole, he knocked a large enough hole to look through and noticed there was about a three foot space with another brick wall beyond, this was the "firewall" needed between two buildings per old building code. He got a flashlight and shone a light down into the hole to see how far it went down, it went do to the basement below which was still bricked off, off into the far corner he sees a dust covered bag...hmmmm
He opens up the hole enough to get a ladder down and climbs down, goes over to the bag and opens it up, its full of twenty dollar gold pieces, he starts screaming "I'm rich, I'm never going to have to work again for the rest of my life....etc."
News travels fast and he climbs out of the hole to find the owner of the demolition company who says "You ain't rich kid, I'm rich, I hired you to do demolition not go treasure hunting." The kid says "Finders Keepers" a fight breaks out.
Along comes Mr. Sandifor who has heard all about the ruckus. Mr. Sandifor says "Now whats going on boys?" and he listens to both sides of the very heated argument. He pauses for a moment and about this time a cop shows up who knows Mr. Sandifor very well. Mr. Sandifor says "Here is what were going to do with these coins, were going to split them three ways, they were found on my property by a young man that was hired by my old friend, does that seem fair to you boys?" Pretty tough to argue with that kind of logic...
He opens up the hole enough to get a ladder down and climbs down, goes over to the bag and opens it up, its full of twenty dollar gold pieces, he starts screaming "I'm rich, I'm never going to have to work again for the rest of my life....etc."
News travels fast and he climbs out of the hole to find the owner of the demolition company who says "You ain't rich kid, I'm rich, I hired you to do demolition not go treasure hunting." The kid says "Finders Keepers" a fight breaks out.
Along comes Mr. Sandifor who has heard all about the ruckus. Mr. Sandifor says "Now whats going on boys?" and he listens to both sides of the very heated argument. He pauses for a moment and about this time a cop shows up who knows Mr. Sandifor very well. Mr. Sandifor says "Here is what were going to do with these coins, were going to split them three ways, they were found on my property by a young man that was hired by my old friend, does that seem fair to you boys?" Pretty tough to argue with that kind of logic...
islandguy
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Found an H&R single-shot 12 gauge barrelled action, no butt stock or fore-end, in an old farmhouse I rented back in the 80's. My brother found the barrel of a Ferguson breech-loading flintlock in the barn of a very old farm he once lived in. Don't know what my ex did with the H&R, but the Ferguson barrel is now in a museum.
italiansport
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Your story reminded me of this hoard found a few years ago!
Jim
California couple auctions off $11 million worth of rare gold coins they found buried in yard
NovaJoe
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My in laws were hoarders, and their house was full of all sorts of stuff, piled to the ceiling. About 6 years ago we were emptying it after they moved to assisted living. He had been a liberal gun banner as long as I'd known him. In the bottom of a closet we found a Colt Commander.45 from 1951 and a Baby Browning .25. Both loaded.
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