Isn’t a combination agricultural student and treasure hunter an odd arrangement?
A. Not to me. I hope to settle on a little farm in the Muscatine County, Iowa, in a few years. I finance my schooling with discovered treasure and hope to buy that farm with what’s left over. For the last 15 years I’ve gone to school a year, then taken off three to five years to find hidden treasure to finance another year of study. It seems natural enough to me, except for the long lapses away from the classroom. Q. Would you care to reveal how much the treasure hunting has paid off? A. Unh-unh. But I have to pay income tax nearly every year. Q. Have you any immediate expectation of making a big discovery? A. Oh yes. Of course, I always have. Even when I had to miss a lot of meals and didn’t turn a dime for as long as two years. In this business hope is your nourishment as often as bread. Hope drives you on. Hope soothes your aching bones; it heals your infirmities. Hope drugs you against the pains of reality. It is a barrier that you erect against sane thinking. Hope is your servant
