Virginia Half Penny...

We went detecting where my great-grandparents house used to be. You could see where the remains of the foundation. It was not a very large house unless the foundation is a shed. On the side of the foundation is an area that goes down into a lower area. There is a lot of trash and I believe that previously it was a dump area. All of the bottles on top are broken and fairly new. Maybe the old ones are underneath? We both detected and were coming up empty handed with not much but a lot of trash, as we still were not real good at discriminating yet. I was on the side of this small slope and the detector screamed in my ear...When I pinpointed my detector said 11 inches deep. I was happy that when I dug into the dirt it was muddy and as I got deeper I started hitting clay. I pulled out this round object and didn't see anything on it, but it looked interesting so I put it in my pouch. I went back up to the top of the slope and did not get another hit. I was standing at the top trying to decide which way to go when I felt a hand on my shoulder and felt a gentle push... my feet went out from under me and down the slope I slid, through the briars, all the time yelling at my husband that that was not funny. When I got to the bottom and was standing up and turning around, I expected to see Mike standing there but there was noone there. I started laughing because I figured he stepped back so that I could not see him. I went back up the hill and when I got to the top Mike was not there, he was across the field detecting and was not even looking my way. As you can expect I headed over to him as fast as possible. When I told him what happened he laughed, but said he was ready to go because he wasn't finding anything. I showed him the round item that I had found and he said looked like a part from an old car. I decided to keep it as it was smooth and I could not stop rubbing it. When we got home I didn't think anymore of it and put it in a box with other finds until we had time to look at them. It was probably in the box for a couple of months, when I took it out and washed it off, I noticed a face on the front. When we started looking at it with a magnifying glass we realized that it was a coin. Out came the red book again, and we determined that it was a 1773 Virginia Half Penny... My first colonial coin!!! Even though it was not in great condition, I was so excited..