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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;HOBBY61, post: 558854, member: 17677&quot;]<font face="times new roman">long, long ago, when i was six or so years of age coming back on a family trip from california to el paso we stopped at a cafÉ to eat. </font></p><p><font face="times new roman">In this cafÉ were slot machines along the wall and being a kid my brother and i pulled on the slot handles until our mother told us not to do so.&nbsp; </font></p><p><font face="times new roman">Later i saw a nickel on the floor next to the table we were sitting at , i got up and bent over to pick it up when an old mans foot stepped on my hand and said “that’s my nickel”. Scared me, i didn’t argue, i gave him the nickel. </font></p><p><font face="times new roman">He then said kindly, “here you can have it”, he still scared me. My older brother convinced me without any effort to put the nickel into one of the slot machines since he saw the nickel before i did. Mom was not in site and dad was at the car so we proceeded. I stood on the stool and put the nickel in the slot and my brother and i wrestled to pull the arm down and doing so the arm came down and hit me in the lip and i fell back hitting my head on the edge of the table where the old man was sitting. The slot machine started to make loud ringing and clinking noises. I realized my head and lip were bleeding, im yelling, the old man stood up yelling something, my mom comes over and is yelling to me “i told you not to play with the machines” as she’s scooping handfuls of nickels into her purse. She did tend to my wounds. It seemed like everybody in the cafÉ was looking and yelling at me. </font></p><p><font face="times new roman">&nbsp;</font></p><p><font face="times new roman">Miles later down the road, before we got home we stopped at the gas station and mom gave all of us nickels for the soda machine, i was the last to put my nickel in and the machine kept returning it. Dad was yelling “lets go” i ran to mom in a crying panic for another nickel when she noticed it was an indian nickel (buffalo) i paid no mind at first and got another nickel. It was after that mom picked out 15 or so buffalo nickels that i (and my brother) won from the slot machine. </font></p><p><font face="times new roman">When i was eight or so a friend said he has some old coins. I thought they were neat so i traded a case (24) of empty soda bottles</font></p><p><font face="times new roman">&nbsp;(5 cents each deposit) for 11 v nickels and 1 shield nickel. 2 for 1. It took me a week or so to collect all those bottles.&nbsp; My other friends didn’t think it was a good deal. This was my first trade/purchase of coins. I have been collecting ever since.</font></p><p><font face="times new roman">&nbsp;</font></p><p><font face="times new roman">I still have the buffalo nickels my mother gave me.</font></p><p><font face="times new roman">Also the v nickels and the shield nickel i acquired then.</font></p><p><font face="times new roman">&nbsp;</font></p><p><font face="times new roman">My mother still tells the story of the nickels.</font></p><p><font face="times new roman"><br /></font></p><p><font face="times new roman"></font>[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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