Continuing to chronicle my weird experiences throughout my life we arrive at my third experience. This happened in my late 20's, I had been married to my second wife now for a couple years. We were living in a duplex in Inglewood , CA just a block from LAX where I worked for Delta Airlines. It was a small 1 bed, 1 bath and the kitchen and living room were almost the same room and no back door. Well one day we left for the a good part of the day to spend our days off together doing errands and not sitting around the apartment moping about how broke we were. We returned to our apartment in the late afternoon, upon entering something immediately caught our eyes. Sitting on top of our TV was a railroad spike with a small train on it, the train ran the length of the spike and was about the same diameter as a pencil. We didn't own such an item and we didn't put anything on the TV. We took it and showed the landlord but she know nothing of it, we asked friends and family and again no one knew of it. We kept it for many years after that, but downsizing and packing to move across country we decided to get rid of it, I don't remember if we sold it at a yard sale or gave it to a thrift store. Definitely a mystery of how it ended up on our TV.