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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;changeopace, post: 1302596, member: 34262&quot;]I just signed up on this site yesterday and am learning a lot.</p><p><br /></p><p>My seeking out a site about coin identification/worth was&nbsp; of course to educate myself on what I have collected thus far, but I faced the possible need to have to sell a recent coin I purchased while on my 15th wedding anniversary weekend getaway to Branson, Missouri. </p><p><br /></p><p>Yesterday I had my grocery budget for the week taken out of my purse while shopping. I pretty much had a flashing neon sign on my cart that said take my money, as I didn&#039;t have my wallet zipped up in my purse. I went for my list, coupons, and pen. Leaving my purse wide open and stepping away from my cart to compare prices it was stolen. I didn&#039;t realize it until I was in the check out line. </p><p><br /></p><p>My daughter has a dentist appointment today for which I had no money to pay the Dr. I have a wonderful husband who provides for me and our four children. We don&#039;t starve by no means but like so many others there is more month than money. </p><p><br /></p><p>I start brainstorming what to do, who to ask for help, what could I sell??? She is a Senior and&nbsp; Sr. pictures are fast approaching. She was blessed with perfectly straight teeth. She had ran into a friend and was hit in the mouth by their bottle of soda leaving a huge chip in both her front teeth.&nbsp; Rescheduling was not an option.</p><p><br /></p><p>I obtained a payday loan this morning so the immediate drama has subsided and the world has not stopped spinning so I was blessed (with an outrageous interest rate) Hehe <img src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie1" alt=":)" unselectable="on" unselectable="on" /></p><p><br /></p><p>The memories of my youth were unfortunately constantly chaotic. Avoiding the dramatics and making a long story short, My parents both came from mentally ill, uneducated, abusive, and very poor backgrounds. They did what any damaged souls do, seek out refuge from the storm. </p><p><br /></p><p>They dropped out of school, married as teens, and brought 3 little girls into their union. After the fantasy of what they&#039;d anticipated their lives would be like became a reality neither were remotely equipped to cope. The violent cycle of abuse had been passed onto yet another generation.&nbsp; </p><p><br /></p><p>I suffer with mental illness, as well as a learning disability. I by no means feel sorry for myself, nor seek sympathy. I only hope for respect and acceptance. I tend to be very obsessive compulsive and find it a blessing with obstacles. In my opinion, it makes all of my hobbies much more fulfilling. </p><p>On the other hand I have purchased things that have not been authentic.</p><p><br /></p><p>It happens to everyone I&#039;m sure, but of all places to be a mom and pop coin shop that has been in business for nearly a decade in Branson really hurt. </p><p><br /></p><p>I purchased an Indian head 1851 Silver Dollar. I was told it was a great addition to my collection and she would make me a great deal. I had no idea it was not real currency until I read the post on this site last nite. I was just ill as I read the posts.&nbsp; </p><p><br /></p><p>My great grandmother was 1/4 Cherokee. Our family land located directly 2 miles from the Kansas/Oklahoma state line has been in our family since 1865. She was born in Watonga, Oklahoma. Keeping her heritage alive by taking by father to pow wows at every opportunity! The family land was willed to him when she passed away helping soften and heal his soul. On the deed it stated &quot;Purchased for 1$ and unconditional love&quot; He has filled the pasture with cattle, buffalo, and it is such a treasure to know he has peace there.</p><p><br /></p><p>My father fully embraces his heritage and when he was in between the vicious cycles of mental illness and alcoholism he found comfort in showing me the old metal tackle box filled with buffalo nickles, Indian head pennies, and wheat pennies. all were kept in perfect condition. </p><p><br /></p><p>My parents divorced when I was 14. It was utterly disgusting what my mother did to hurt my father out of bitter spite. All of the things passed down from generations to my him were sold or burned by her. I have no idea the monetary worth of his coin collection but the rare peaceful moments I experienced with my daddy being a daddy are priceless memories </p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>I gave really no thought of collecting coins until i was in my late 30&#039;s and came across a 20 cent piece from Canada. All of the sudden I was brought back to those memories of my dad having shared his collection with me, I was hooked.</p><p><br /></p><p>What fun and i am grateful for good honest folks that can guide beginners like me.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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