Lost Treasures

When my dad was little, he and his brother had these really great trucks that they played with. When a store downtown, across from Wallace's was being built, they saw that there were huge mounds of dirt that they had dug up one day. So, dad and Carl went there with their trucks and cars and played most of the day on those big mounds. After a while, they realized they had to get home for dinner and left without their trucks. After dinner, they remembered that they had forgotten them! When they voiced their fears to their mom and dad, they were told they'd have to wait until morning to go get them. So, they went to bed that night, anxious to get back and retrieve their precious toys. As soon as they were able, they ran down to the spot where they had played the previous day and found the mounds of dirt had been carted away!! Carted away along with it, were of course their cars and trucks. So, years from now, maybe one day, the place where those piles were dumped, someone will find those tin trucks and cars from the 50s and count it as a lost treasure. A treasure mistakingly left by 2 little forgetful boys.