You’ve heard those stories about people finding valuable pieces of art in Salvation Army stores. Or the guy who found an original copy of the Declaration of Independence in a four dollar frame be bought at a flea market. Now how about a classic putter showing up in an attic? A guy cleaning out the trash in his attic recently found a putter used to win the 1939 British Open Championship. It’s believed to be worth around $20,000.
Why can’t this sort of stuff happen to me?