aloldstuff
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All week long I have had some serious foot pain so I couldn't get out to hunt. Today I felt fine so I headed over to one of my favorite parks. Nobody around, nice and peaceful, cool breeze, what more could I ask for. Started off pretty slow but finally dug a wheat. Lots of clad in between the wheats but where was the silver? I had resigned my hunt to that of a silverless one. I went over to a section of the park that I had been skipping over for some reason or another and finally got my silver. Total of 5 wheats, the eariest being 1926 and a 1936 merc.
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