The year was 1936. The U.S. was deep into the Great Depression and in Germany Jesse Owens was kicking some serious butt. In Philadelphia, a bright shiny Buffalo nickel was being struck. Sometime later, a person in Wichita sat down to take a break in Riverside park and dropped the nickel along with another Buffalo nickel.
The year is 2012. I dig the two Buffalo nickels from a hole five inches deep. Elation followed by sadness as I discover that I scratched the better of the two coins.
Riverside park continues to give up old coins. No silver yet but I know it’s there. Waiting…
These are my first Buffalo Nickels of 2012 and two of only four for my whole metal detecting career.
That’s a nice looking 1936 nickel! Most of the buffalo nickels I have seen are so worn, you can’t even make out the date! Congrats! At least you didn’t scratch a silver! I usually put scratches in clad coins that I find. I have to get better about that, but it’s so easy just to hack at the dirt, because you are so excited to dig the target! 🙂