The Life and Times Journal of a Modern Coin Collector

From the coonskin cap on the top of ol' Dan
To the heel of his rawhide shoe;
The rippin'est, roarin'est, fightin'est man
The frontier ever knew!

 

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Mom never let me get a coonskin cap when i was a wee lad. Dagnabbit.

 

I remember I had one.

 

Dull gray September day, except for the fact that my '38 Boone has arrived. Pictures to follow in a bit.