It’s Fathers Day so I have been banned from chores. What better to do than spend an afternoon with a glass of iced tea and my coins..... Spending time with my coins always ends up being a trip down memory lane for me. Today it was grandmas coin purse. Grandma passed a couple of years back. She was in her 90’s and had a good long life. I grew up in her house. My mom was young, poor and single so we lived in grandmas house till the fifth grade so she was a second mother to me. When grandma passed, her leather change purse came home with me. Grandma liked to keep some of her history close and I am sure these coins represented something meaningful to her life. I wish I knew what those things were.... To the numismatist, these are all common bargain bin coins. To me they are something grandma held dear so as long as I am here, they will stay right here in grandmas coin purse. Please post your meaningful coins.
Father's day no chores want the heck I have mowed the yard 3 acres weed eat cleaned the front porch which is 60 feet long, and the wife wants me to clean the house dam. Lol
Well my boy's came and seen me yesterday so the wife figured today was my special day, get ur dam chores done or else. Lol
I unfortunately don't have a picture of one of my most meaningful coins because it's in a vault in a different location some miles away, but it was the first gold coin that I ever purchased, a simple Dos Pesos Mexican gold coin. I remember exactly where I bought it and who I bought it from. I bought it years ago from an extremely helpful, patient and friendly coin dealer who ended up dying unexpectedly only a year or two later. He had a very small shop next to a bowling alley in a strip mall, pretty much a closet. Only about 3 to 4 people could fit into it at a time, but it remains the most memorable coin store that I ever did business with. I was much younger then and worked evenings, so I could show up right when he opened and have the shop all to myself. Everything I showed an interest in he would give me background on, or give advice or tell a story about how he came across the piece. More than once he suggested that I not buy a particular coin for this or that reason. He earned my solid trust. Being much younger at the time, I also wasn't an extremely profitable customer, but he still took the time to make me feel important and valued and it all seemed genuine. When I asked to buy the Dos Pesos gold, he smiled and said "Oh oh! You're getting into gold!" He was right. I think it cost about $30 at the time, which seemed like a lot to me then, and I've held onto it. I should get it out of the vault someday and at least take a photo of it, but it looks pretty much like any other Dos Pesos gold piece one would come across. I still miss that shop. One day, maybe a year or two ago, I found myself in the shop's former area and had some time to waste, so I went back to the strip mall. Sadly, all traces of the shop had vanished. Even the hallway where it once existed had been completely walled in. You could no longer walk from the bowling alley to the mall, and that's exactly where the shop used to exist. Anyone going there today would never know that an amazing little coin shop had once existed there. It was a sad trip.
Very cool Randy...every picture tells a story don't it? I myself feel the same way about items as such....their real value exceeds any amount offered to buy..
@Randy Abercrombie, we lost Grandma in the summer of 1958 while my dad was serving a tour in Paris. I recall that a large envelope came from his sister with whom Grandma had been living her last years. In it were several memorabilia that Dad treasured for years. She was just 76. Grandma was always very good to my brother and me whenever we would make family visits to her. Each of us would get a Walker Half Dollar from her just like the one in your photo. She would suggest to us that we might want to go down to the ice cream store that was just a block away, so we would run at top speed down there with our 50¢ clutched tightly in our hands. Thank you for reminding me of these cherished moments.
To most, a nice example of an average coin. To me something to be treasured forever. This 1942 Walking Liberty was chosen by my Father from a coin shop in Vancouver to be included with a Birthday card for my Birthday in April. Sadly, he passed away before it was sent, but my Mother sent it. I thought she had chosen it but she explained that it was my Father's choice. I wish he could have experienced some of the joy i got from receiving it
Wow! She even had an ancient coin in her coin purse! Very interesting! This was in the collection my dad owned before he passed away 20 years ago.. It is very special to me.. It was Details Grade when I sent it to NGC but it doesn't matter to me!
Funny thing about that ancient.... Under magnification, you can very clearly make out the word “copy” on it. LOL... Grandma was a world traveler years ago. I am sure she probably picked it up from a vendor table somewhere overseas. I’m glad grandma didn’t notice that word on there. She would have flown back and found that vendor. She was a tough old gal!
Hello randy, My grandmother on my mother's side always sent me 2 silver dollars for my birthday. That is, until I began letting my hair grow long when I was 13.....she cut me off, no more silver for that long-hair, because I wouldn't do the same to my 'locks'! LOL, J.T.
Oh my.. I looked at the coin good and I actually thought that was an actual word from ancient times like Greek or Roman ..
