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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Maxfli, post: 8340106, member: 69089&quot;]I’ve told my story several times before, but I suppose once more won’t hurt.</p><p><br /></p><p>When I was but a wee lad, there was a small decorative plastic box on my parents’ bedroom dresser. Probably no more than 4 ½ inches square by 2 inches tall. Inside this box were coins and currency my dad had brought home from the South Pacific after WW2, along with some an uncle had brought home from the war in Europe. </p><p><br /></p><p>I was allowed supervised access to that box, and its contents were responsible for some of the first words I learned how to spell (“Daddy, what does y-e-n mean?”).&nbsp; It probably explains my lifelong fondness for world coins.</p><p><br /></p><p>When I was eight, a much older cousin showed me his nearly full Whitman folders of cents, nickels and dimes. Between that and the box of WW2 treasure, I was hooked.</p><p><br /></p><p>I’d like to say I’ve been an avid coin collector ever since then, but like many of us I tapped the brakes while I was attending college and starting a career and family. Though my collection sat undisturbed on a closet shelf for a few years, I never lost interest. Once I had some disposable income and the kids were no longer all-consuming, I started actively collecting again and never stopped.</p><p><br /></p><p>P.S. That small plastic box long ago became brittle and cracked into pieces, but I still have all of its contents.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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