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<p>[QUOTE="YoloBagels, post: 7509285, member: 94739"]Hello everyone,</p><p><br /></p><p>So I recently shared this story with some friends of mine, and the more I think about it the funnier and more heartfelt it is to me; so I figured I'd share it here too.</p><p><br /></p><p>The year was 2016. It was Friday on the second week of my first year in high school.</p><p><br /></p><p> Back then I was a 9th grade freshman and had just recently started collecting coins; my entire collection was essentially a 1923 mercury dime and a few wheat pennies.</p><p><br /></p><p>So I got used to sitting with some of my old elementary/middle school friends at lunch every day. We just did the typical dumb stuff 9th graders do, I rarely talked about numismatics. So one day one of my long-time friends pulls out a 1952 Benjamin Franklin half out of his wallet, and asks to place a bet of whether or not the vending machines will take it.</p><p><br /></p><p>I recognized it from the pictures of Franklin halves in the 2016 Redbook; the one that my LCS dealer had given me two weeks earlier. Then I offered to double his money for it. He counter-offered to trade it to me for a slice of microwaved red baron Hawaiian pizza. </p><p><br /></p><p>I accepted the trade; and one of my other friends turned to us and said "You know as soon as he gets home he's gonna sell it online for 50 bucks." </p><p><br /></p><p>Well, here I am in May of 2021. Half a decade, a jamboree, a pandemic, a graduation later and I still have the darn coin. Supposedly the half dollar was taken from his older brother's (who was then in the military/college, forgot which) coin jar. Whenever I look at this coin I think of the innocence me and my friends had back then; and yet it feels like only yesterday. </p><p><br /></p><p>Even though I have moved on to bigger, prettier, and more expensive coins, I can still remember and appreciate a time when junk silver and beater wheats/indians captivated my imagination. That's just not something a PCGS MS-sixty whatever CAC $5000 coin can do. I guess it's like a window to the soul of sorts, a warm memory from a bygone era. Or maybe I'm just up too late. You decide.</p><p><br /></p><p>Anyways, here's a pic of the coin. I'm also including a YouTube video that I recorded about 3 months after said story took place. (That shows the half dollar, duh)</p><p><br /></p><p>[ATTACH=full]1297510[/ATTACH] </p><p><br /></p><p>[MEDIA=youtube]XEMmCvtR8ys[/MEDIA][/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>
[QUOTE="YoloBagels, post: 7509285, member: 94739"]Hello everyone, So I recently shared this story with some friends of mine, and the more I think about it the funnier and more heartfelt it is to me; so I figured I'd share it here too. The year was 2016. It was Friday on the second week of my first year in high school. Back then I was a 9th grade freshman and had just recently started collecting coins; my entire collection was essentially a 1923 mercury dime and a few wheat pennies. So I got used to sitting with some of my old elementary/middle school friends at lunch every day. We just did the typical dumb stuff 9th graders do, I rarely talked about numismatics. So one day one of my long-time friends pulls out a 1952 Benjamin Franklin half out of his wallet, and asks to place a bet of whether or not the vending machines will take it. I recognized it from the pictures of Franklin halves in the 2016 Redbook; the one that my LCS dealer had given me two weeks earlier. Then I offered to double his money for it. He counter-offered to trade it to me for a slice of microwaved red baron Hawaiian pizza. I accepted the trade; and one of my other friends turned to us and said "You know as soon as he gets home he's gonna sell it online for 50 bucks." Well, here I am in May of 2021. Half a decade, a jamboree, a pandemic, a graduation later and I still have the darn coin. Supposedly the half dollar was taken from his older brother's (who was then in the military/college, forgot which) coin jar. Whenever I look at this coin I think of the innocence me and my friends had back then; and yet it feels like only yesterday. Even though I have moved on to bigger, prettier, and more expensive coins, I can still remember and appreciate a time when junk silver and beater wheats/indians captivated my imagination. That's just not something a PCGS MS-sixty whatever CAC $5000 coin can do. I guess it's like a window to the soul of sorts, a warm memory from a bygone era. Or maybe I'm just up too late. You decide. Anyways, here's a pic of the coin. I'm also including a YouTube video that I recorded about 3 months after said story took place. (That shows the half dollar, duh) [ATTACH=full]1297510[/ATTACH] [MEDIA=youtube]XEMmCvtR8ys[/MEDIA][/QUOTE]
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