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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Jim Dale, post: 8436977, member: 100459&quot;]When I was 16, my father was stationed in Mannheim, German.&nbsp; We lived in military quarters, which is a three story apartments with a Rec Room on the 4th floor.&nbsp; We lived on the first floor.&nbsp; It was a nice place to live in 1965.&nbsp; Anyway, my mother was a friend of one of our neighbors which had a son that had polio and lived in an Iron Lung.&nbsp; There was a lot of things I could have done then, but I chose to be friends with my friend with the iron lung.&nbsp; I would read comic books and other books to him.&nbsp; He had a friend that was a stamp collector, but after a while, he got bored with stamps.&nbsp; After a few months, he got interested in coin collecting.&nbsp; I don&#039;t know where he got his coins, but after a while, I got interested more in helping him than collecting coins.&nbsp; There were so many G.I.&#039;s that would send him coins from all over the world.&nbsp; His father bought him anything he wanted to help him in his coin collection.&nbsp; There were many things that I could do, but, I became good friends with him.&nbsp; I worked part time bagging groceries as the Commissary (Military grocery store).&nbsp; I didn&#039;t get an hourly rate.&nbsp; I was paid with tips.&nbsp; Officer&#039;s wives were the best and the enlisted men were next.&nbsp; Officers were the worse next to enlisted men&#039;s wives.&nbsp; Anyway, I would earn about $10 a day, mostly in coins.&nbsp; When I got off work, I headed over to my friends and I would talk to him about my day and then we started looking at the coins that I got.&nbsp; His father bought us books, were few and far between.&nbsp; He could only see most things through a mirror.&nbsp; When his father was transferred to a new post, I missed him a great deal.&nbsp; We would write for a while and he would tell me about his coin collection.&nbsp; I didn&#039;t hear from him for a while, but then I got a letter from his mother, telling me that he passed.&nbsp; She told me that he wanted me to have his coin collection.&nbsp; That was 1966.&nbsp; The coin collection came in a box.&nbsp; I didn&#039;t open it for over 10 years.&nbsp; I was in my 70&#039;s before I opened it.&nbsp; There wasn&#039;t much, but it meant a great deal to me.</p><p>Have you thought about contacting nursing homes or assisted leaving homes?&nbsp; There may be a source.&nbsp; Many of them would like something they could do by themselves.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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