The Corp of Engineers is letting the water level down at Beaver lake. Beaver Lake is a man made lake. In 1966, the same year I was born, but before we lived here, they made Beaver lake. They flooded 28,370 acres of farmland. People moved out of their homes, but the homes remained, the barns remained, the junk piles, the fences, old cars and tractors - it's all under the water now. And, when the Lake goes up after lots of rain, stuff pops up. And, after the water level drops down, things appear n the shore. it's become sort of a family tradition with me, The bean and my Dad to walk the shoreline to see what we can find. Usually, it's old bottles, old jars,
I lived out at Beaver Lake for my entire childhood and my Dad still lives in thee same house. His hobby is driving round the lake. A lot. Around and around this way and that way. When we went out at Christmas, the water levels were up over the picnic tables and across the roadways. He called me on Wednesday to tell me that the water was dropping fast and lots of "junk" was starting to float up and lay on the shorelines. That was our cue to haul it out there Pronto!
As you can see, there are a lot of down trees,sticks, driftwood, stumps and other things. Beer bottles, Gatorade bottles, Bic Lighters and flip flops are a common sight. Hmmm...what's that square thing in the middle? Let's check that out.
My dad says, "What is it?" I answer, "Some sort of box." The Bean practically squeals - "That's not a box! That's a SAFE." Oh my God! How may times have you dreamed of finding a SAFE???? The door had been peeled open with a crowbar and it appeared to be full of leaves and water. So, it was obvious that it had been stolen, opened, emptied and then dumped in the Lake. But, come on, it's a SAFE, we had to check it out. Just in case. You never know, right?
I had my old lady "get things off the top shelf" grabby tool with me, so I stuck it in and started pulling out the leaves. Then I heard a *clink* so I got excited and dug in deeper. The clink turned out to be car keys. A bunch of car keys all on different rings. Then I pulled out a few credit cards, a Credit Union Credit card, some soggy receipts, a smushy paper bag and some more leaves. I was just about to quit, because it was obviously empty. Then I saw a flat black book which thought would be an Address Book sort of pressed against the back wall, so I gabbed it and started to pull it out. That's when I realized I saw COINS. I started yelling, "It's MONEY, It's MONEY". I thought we were all three going to have a heart attack!