A few years ago, I had stopped by the bank to withdraw cash to buy an old tractor - 12 new, crisp hundred-dollar bills. I decided that I would bushhog a little three-acre field before going to get the old tractor.
Everything went fine until about the fifth round. I looked down at the ground in front of me and it looked like ole" D.B. Cooper"s final resting spot had been found - money lying all over the ground, along with a few minor things like driver"s license, ss card, credit cards, etc.
Fortunately, no one witnessed me "harvesting the lettuce"! As my old buddy used to say, "if you didn"t see me, then I wasn"t there!"