83 105 103 110 97 116 117 114 101 58 32 109 81 56 99 83 56 85 78 51 78 99 47 81 100 116 102 83 99 65 68 78 69 73 117 89 114 69 53 105 55 115 86 69 76 76 77 121 72 68 83 112 52 114 104 88 49 118 114 48 74 51 70 116 100 103 77 81 101 97 49 68 50 75 114 56 70 50 43 102 84 109 103 50 109 82 111 88 104 72 117 107 106 97 47 114 68 116 122 83 119 52 82 51 48 120 115 74 87 90 89 67 100 90 109 53 90 110 118 75 70 88 76 50 90 57 99 47 81 115 100 50 71 119 84 88 65 86 55 48 78 86 84 108 43 84 101 117 49 53 119 85 105The metal was cold and solid under my fingers as I brushed the dirt away. At first I thought it was an old pipe, or maybe some junk buried by a previous owner. But the more I dug, the clearer it became that this was no pipe. It was a corner, a hard, riveted corner, of something rectangular. A box. A large metal box, sealed and heavy, wedged deep in the clay where no plumbing had any business being.
My tenant had come out to the edge of the hole by then, and his easy smile had disappeared. “What is that?” he asked, and I could tell from his voice that he genuinely didn’t know either. My anger about the pool suddenly felt very far away. I kept scraping until I found a latch, rusted shut, and beside it, stamped faintly into the metal, a set of initials and a date. The date was 1961. I looked up at my tenant, then down at the box, and I realized my hands were shaking, because whatever this was, it had been buried on my property decades before I ever owned it, and someone had gone to a great deal of trouble to make sure no one found it.
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