Monday, December 22, 2014

Under the Porch

This is the only thing found during construction.
Mother-of-pearl jack knife.  The other blade broke when I tried to pry it out.
Oh, and of course I found a bunch of marbles after the arbor was dismantled.  Plus I found a marble of top of a pile of dirt Ken had dug up with the Bobcat.  I'm now up to 46.
I don't know why I was sure there'd be something cool under the porch.  I was always afraid to reach under there - too creepy.  I'd found marbles along the edge, a 1907 Indian Head penny and a wheat penny whose vintage I can't recall.  (FYI:  Indian head pennies were minted from 1859 to 1909.)  Anyway, no dead bodies.


An Urban Cottage said...

Why was the knife discarded under the porch. There must be a story there...or we need to create one.

Merry Christmas, Durf!

Durf said...

I don't know - I think all guys used to carry knives back in the day. I know my dad did.

Merry Christmas to you, too, Steve!