Over the years my or his ride to the airport in the ealiy hours of the morning,we always gave the other a ride, followed by a hug , at the terminal. So yeah it's been sort of a crazy year.....in so many ways! Fred was the excuse to over buy at Costco.... cause we can give Fred this half of a huge apple pie. And we knew he never refuse...well towards the end yeah he did... So we now have over the months watched over his home, the family is out of state, we are across the street. But now his car sold, the family cleaning out the house. Fred's daughter in law asked to borrow the power washer, when she returned it ,..this small wooden pail sat next to the washer. Picking it up I knew it has something in side. Lifting the lid ....the pail half full of Wheatie cents, most a nice chocolate in color...I haven't gone through them....I may never do so....as Deb left me a voice mail on my phone, She said oh the little bucket is yours. I knew as soon as I saw it, ..... that Fred wanted you to have it....no one could or would appreciate this as I know you will. It is priceless to me....researching the pail ,it is a friket pail/ bucket. Made this type in the early 1800's Larger buckets can be found as these primatives were used in many ways. This one I do believe it was a suger pail as it wood carries a sweet smell when lid is opened. The little pail worth by itself 100/150 $. depending on condition of course. As for the pennies....Fred put them there ,and yeah be neat to go through them....but for now I like this in tack, as given to me. The gift to me is priceless, as is..... I find no need to search the coins, they arent for sale no matter what...or any amount I be offered . This little pail will be passed on by me as is......to someone like me who will appreciate it for what it is....a new story in its Journy of 220 years from holding sugar in a pantry, to a very special gift from a very special friend. RIP Fred.... we miss you!