I was driving towards the end of Shea Blvd. on my way to a meeting at Fountain Hills last month, when I focused my eyes towards the Superstition Mountain. At this point of time, I could not help but admire the awesome wonder of the scenic view of that place. What’s remarkable about was the Dutch man’s mine still shrouded in mystery  up to this date.
 
When I got home, I opened my old Arizona Highway magazine with some old news-paper clipping. From the front page of Arizona Republic dated May 18, 2005 Treasure Trove Permit granted to team from Historical Exploration and Treasures. For the team leader, the dig accordingly was a realization of the life long passion, of a 40-year chasing of legends and lore’s. The famous Dutch man’s mine and Peralta’s gold and silver bars from Mexico hidden somewhere in the Superstition Mountain after fleeing in 1848. There are many tales and lore’s written books and as well as mentioned stories in Western States. 
 

There was also a tale of An Acre of Diamonds. A story about an old man who sold all his lands he inherited from his grandfather and sailed around the world searching for the infamous “An acre of diamonds”. The story tells that no one knows what really has happened to that old man. One day,  the young man who bought a parcel of land from the property sold by the same old man  who sailed  to nowhere land, brought home a bucket full of shiny stones taken from the out skirt part of his property.  It was a place where water flows from a stream, bordered by large rocks, shaded by large trees, with nature sound crackers coming from gigantic branches. He said, he picked them among the pebbles, intrepid stones of larger and smaller sizes. Evidently, the place was uninhibited, even unexplored and he practically blessed the trail himself for the first time. He showed them to the Parochial Priest, and old time friend of the former owner. With much surprise, the Priest said in excitement “Thanks God, finally the Acre of Diamonds is no longer a mystery because it has been found!” 

We need to learn from these legends and lore’s that perhaps we don’t need to go farther to find the “treasures”. Maybe it’s about time that we look around, in our community, in our neighborhood, in our own backyard and not to forget even in our workplace. You may be surprise to see there are “diamonds in a rough” only waiting to be discovered. There is always diversity of personalities even in our own families, in the church, in the civic clubs, in any workplace, because no two people are alike: that’s our nature as human beings! Diamonds are like people, some are artfully- finish and brilliant, while others are still considered “diamonds in a rough.”  Once these diamonds are polished and cut they become more expensive than gold. Believe you me, in our own workplace, in our neighborhood and in the clubs they’re  still many nice people to be around with and they are like precious “gems “we need to enjoy, treasure their company and  friendship. Most importantly, we need to recognize and fully appreciate their beauty from inside out.