Message:

<p>[QUOTE=&quot;KBBPLL, post: 26433612, member: 104064&quot;]Or a real-life example with embellishments. Great-grandpa Joe has a pocket watch and fob made from an 1876 half dollar. 1876 is a special year of course. Maybe he got it from his father, or maybe he&#039;s just that old. The fob slips off the leather strap and disappears into the pile of newspapers on the couch. Gramps is sad - now where did that fob go? Gramps is also a mild hoarder, and the newspapers go into the pile stacked in the corner of his living room. </p><p><br /></p><p>40 years later, gramps has passed away and his great-grandchildren are finally cleaning out his house. The Boy Scouts come around on their newspaper recycling drive, or the family takes the giant stack of newspaper to FSC Paper Corp themselves. FSC pays by the pound on Saturdays after all, and there&#039;s a lot. Their stacks go into a giant pile with all the other Saturday recyclers, then joins the 800 pound bales waiting for the pulper from the giant warehouse filled with bales from the major recyclers in the region, which have been delivered by the semi-truck full. </p><p><br /></p><p>A college kid laborer has a summer job and gets assigned as a &quot;puller&quot;, and dutifully clips the large diameter baling wire from the massive newspaper bales, being careful to always wear his thick gloves and face shield. These wires are under a lot of force, which he has learned the hard way. He still has the scab healing over from when a wire twanged all the way around the bale and the pointy end buried into his upper arm.</p><p><br /></p><p>8000 pounds of newspaper is then shoved into the giant bucket, the weight is recorded, the massive bucket goes up on cables to a track which brings it around to await being dumped into the pulper. Grandpa&#039;s watch fob joins the bucket along with whatever else people have lost or hidden in their newspapers. The pulper is a brew of all sorts of nasty chemicals, which turns the newspaper back into pulp. The pulp then goes through a long complicated process and gets spit out the other end of the massive factory as rolls of fresh newspaper. </p><p><br /></p><p>Later that summer, the college kid laborer is reassigned back to regular labor, and his job for today is to clean the &quot;clean out pit&quot;, where all the junk that isn&#039;t newspaper and didn&#039;t get completely dissolved by the nasty pulper chemicals ends up. It&#039;s a disgusting job, but there&#039;s also the possibility of a treasure hunt. Others have found gold, diamonds, currency that hasn&#039;t completely dissolved, and of course coins. Today the laborer gets lucky, and finds Grandpa&#039;s watch fob. </p><p><br /></p><p>OK, it doesn&#039;t have the &quot;railroad&quot; edge, because it&#039;s a solid silver alloy, but I have no doubt a clad coin would turn out like yours. So that&#039;s another way this could happen. <img src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie1" alt=":)" unselectable="on" unselectable="on" /></p><p>[ATTACH=full]1686339[/ATTACH][/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

Your name or email address:

Do you already have an account?

• No, create an account now.
• Yes, my password is:
• Forgot your password?

Stay logged in