I’m fascinated by hidden treasure. One of the movies that I loved growing up was City Slickers II: The Legend of Curly’s Gold. It features three friends from the city roaming the desert on horseback in search of hidden treasure. I always thought it would be the coolest thing in the world to wander the desert with your buddies living off the land and searching for hidden treasure.
That was when I was a kid, though. As an adult, I found a new treasure hunting dream. I found a TV show about two friends who roam the entire country searching for hidden treasure. They weren’t on horses, though. They were in a van. And the treasure wasn’t in a chest. It was in people’s attics and garages. That’s right, the American Pickers! They dig through other people’s junk and let them know it may look like your grandpa’s old bedpan, but in reality, it’s made from unicorn tusks and is worth thousands. Or something like that.
That show had its little run of popularity. But, the concept isn’t even new, is it? There was an older Antiques Roadshow where experts would examine your grandma’s china and tell you how much it’s worth. It’s not just me!
The Coronavirus has cost us many things, but you remember that next weekend would have been the citywide yard sale, don’t you? We’re looking at real tragedy for the rest of you treasure hunters.
The idea that we have hidden treasure just lying around waiting to be discovered is a shared fascination, at least for some of us.
For the complete column, see this week’s edition of the Centralia Fireside Guard.