Andrew Carnegie spent his cancer-riddled final years trying to give away all his money, but most of the rich bastards he knew weren’t that way. Maybe it was because that they could never be as rich as Carnegie, never be rich enough. Whatever the reason, they decided they wanted to try to take it with them.
The library’s microfiche newspapers had society columns where they would mention Mrs. So-and-so and her famous jewels. You look for a mention where one of these old biddies says she wants to buried with it. There might be a photograph.
The rest is easy.
I’m investing in a spade now
I dig it
This put a modern twist on grave robbing.
Nice!
Grim! I think the digger will be disappointed to learn that once the old dear was out of the picture, so were her jewels.
Ha Ha! A good one!
Well, there USED to be ‘resurrectionists” looking for bodies for the anatomists. . . .
Love the note on Carnegie!
Awesome, like a treasure hunt!
You don’t believe the family will actually follow those wishes do you? A kind of sweetly naive criminal.
It’s not only Pharoah’s graves that are worth robbing!