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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Inspector43, post: 3357397, member: 89213&quot;]At the risk of losing some friends I will tell how that went with me.</p><p>When I was 5 years old (1948) my aunt gave me an 1883 W/O Cents nickel and an 1885 nickel. When I found that the 1885 was worth $5 the bug hit me. In our town there were mom and pop stores everywhere. I became friends with most of the owners. After school I would walk home and stop at many of them. The owners came to know and trust me. I would walk in, open the register, search the coins, close the register and go to the next store. Most owners got to the point that they didn&#039;t even look up.</p><p>When I got old enough to work a couple of them hired me part time. 2 nights a week I would walk out to the amusement parks and help them close. My favorite job was counting and rolling all that change. They hated to do it.</p><p>On Saturday mornings I would go to the bank and sit on the floor of the vault and roll change for the tellers.</p><p>My dad was a railroad engineer. When he came home he would leave all his change on the kitchen table for me to look through.</p><p>These were days when you had to do something to prove that you were untrustworthy. You&#039;ve seen a lot of the stuff I came across.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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