Saturday, December 6, 2008

Tale of a cache container

Well, here is something I thought you all might be interested in-

I was at the staton (WELY) last Saturday in Ely, MN- taking phone requests for our polka program, when in walks a man I have never seen before. He says,"Are you eagleyes?" Flaberghasted I reply yes. In his hand he hand a cache container - I recognized it as one of ours.

Here is the story. He and his city worker partner were trimming trees at the Chamber of Commerce and hauling the branches to the compost pile. At some point, Tom saw my container in the branches that had already been hauled to the dump when they took another load there. Tom looked at it, and although he is not a cacher, he knew that Jim, his partner, was- at least Jim's son is and Jim has been caching a few of my caches with his son. So he kept the container- now, as we all know- our cache handles usually are secret to the general caching public. I thanked him after he told me the story and he left. I then went in to the DJ and asked him who this guy was- and Mike told me. The thing is, I wasn't supposed to be at the station that Saturday- it was by pure chance. Somehow Mike knew about the container, and when he saw me at the station he called Jim to let him know and Jim came. Well, now- I have sent them both restaurant gift certificates as a thankyou- BUT THE BIG QUESTION IS: How did Jim equate eagleyes with me?? I will never know- ever. It goes to prove that in a small town- people know you are dead before the undertaker does- probably in some cases, before the deseased even does. When I was a teen- grandma would go to early Mass and know, before I got up on Sunday morning, where I had been and whom I had been with. One Friday a few years ago we tried to sneak into town through the back roads about 11 pm, just wanting a private weekend with no social life. But- on Sat there was a welcome home polka request for me- someone saw us-Here I am 60+ years old and people still care enough to keep an eye on me- arghhhhh- I will never know how Jim equated me with eagleyes because when I asked him and Mike, they both just smiled - arghhhhhhhh. Happy caching.

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