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Grampa Gerry's Geocache #5 Traditional Cache

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Hidden : 2/27/2011
Difficulty:
1.5 out of 5
Terrain:
1.5 out of 5

Size: Size:   micro (micro)

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Geocache Description:

This is the fifth in a series of caches that I'm dedicating to my grampa, Gerry. :)

My grandpa, Gerald LaVet Erickson, was an architect in the area around here. He, unfortunately, died when I was seven years old. After getting into this whole Geocaching thing, I thought that it'd be a lot of fun to put caches over near places he designed!

Well, actually this one is near where he used to work as an architect. There is no need to leave the sidewalk or go onto the private property.

You're looking for a camo'd childproof pill bottle.

When my Grandpa started working as an architect, he worked with a group called "Higgins and Root." The group is, of course, no longer located nearby...but the office buildings are exactly the same! They're surrounded by trees, and it's no wonder that my Grampa Gerry worked there. For office buildings, it's a gorgeous area.

Grampa Gerry Anecdote: How He Got Started Designing

My Grampa Gerry enlisted in the army during WWII, even though he was too old to be drafted and had a very secure job working at the docks in San Francisco - which of course had my Gramma Eddie FURIOUS with him.

Well, while he was out in the war, he threw a grenade...then stood up to see that it landed where it was supposed to. Needless to say, this was a BAD idea. He got thrown back from the blast and really hurt himself - got sent home having earned a purple heart due to the injury. This injury caused him to develop aphasia (specifically, Dysgraphia) - an inability to be able to write anymore.

His physical therapy for this was to practice writing by using a ruler. This developed into his gateway into the architectural community. First, as a draftsman...then later as a full blown architect.

Additional Hints (Decrypt)

Vg'f cbyvgr gb gvc lbhe pnc.

Decryption Key

A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M
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N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z

(letter above equals below, and vice versa)