Pennies are heavy!!
Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 6:38 pmThis week I picked up my very first box of pennies to sort. I found a nice Panama 1 cent piece in the first roll I opened and now I'm hooked. I haven't even opened the rest of the rolls. I already want more.
I stopped by an estate sale in town today advertised as a "hoarder home". Maybe they had some buckets of pennies hoarded away. No such luck. Just a house packed full of junk. But I did manage to find four canvas bank bags there. I paid a buck to get all four of them. When I picked up my box of pennies the other day, the teller could have given my $25 worth of rolls she had at her window but I had nothing to carry them in so I settled for a box. But now I am armed with a few canvas bank bags in case another situation like that comes up again.
Since I wasn't too far from the antique shops downtown I decided to drive over there to stroll around to see if i could score any good deals on junk silver coins. There weren't many coins being sold there. One guy had a few war nickels at $2.95 each and mercury dimes at $3.95 - sorry, not interested. So I gave up on the silver hunt but figured I would make one last stop at the bank down the street. Maybe someone brought grandpa's stash of old coins to the antique shops to sell, found that no one there deals with coins and decided to dump the coins at the bank to get rid of them. I walked to the bank thinking that I would get there and leave with my canvas bags filled with rolls of grandpa's old coins. A guy can dream a little, right?
At the bank, the teller says she has no rolls of pennies at her window. Neither does the teller next to her. But she asks how much I want and she would just go to the back and get it for me. I said I would take whatever she could get for me up to $100. After about five minutes she returns with another teller carrying boxes of pennies - four boxes total. So I wound up with $100 of pennies in boxes instead of grandpa's hoard all rolled up. Oh well, I will still gladly sort the boxes. Then it hit me. I'm standing in the bank lobby with four boxes of pennies. I had just walked a block from the antique shops downtown and I had parked quite a ways away from the shops because it's so busy around there on a Saturday afternoon. I had to walk four blocks with all those pennies. Not too hot today. Only 85 degrees. But walking four blocks carrying four boxes of pennies can sure make you work up a sweat. Those things are heavy. I kept telling myself "They're heavy because they're solid copper", "They're heavy because they're sold copper". I haven't opened the boxes yet but I sure hope I was right.
I stopped by an estate sale in town today advertised as a "hoarder home". Maybe they had some buckets of pennies hoarded away. No such luck. Just a house packed full of junk. But I did manage to find four canvas bank bags there. I paid a buck to get all four of them. When I picked up my box of pennies the other day, the teller could have given my $25 worth of rolls she had at her window but I had nothing to carry them in so I settled for a box. But now I am armed with a few canvas bank bags in case another situation like that comes up again.
Since I wasn't too far from the antique shops downtown I decided to drive over there to stroll around to see if i could score any good deals on junk silver coins. There weren't many coins being sold there. One guy had a few war nickels at $2.95 each and mercury dimes at $3.95 - sorry, not interested. So I gave up on the silver hunt but figured I would make one last stop at the bank down the street. Maybe someone brought grandpa's stash of old coins to the antique shops to sell, found that no one there deals with coins and decided to dump the coins at the bank to get rid of them. I walked to the bank thinking that I would get there and leave with my canvas bags filled with rolls of grandpa's old coins. A guy can dream a little, right?
At the bank, the teller says she has no rolls of pennies at her window. Neither does the teller next to her. But she asks how much I want and she would just go to the back and get it for me. I said I would take whatever she could get for me up to $100. After about five minutes she returns with another teller carrying boxes of pennies - four boxes total. So I wound up with $100 of pennies in boxes instead of grandpa's hoard all rolled up. Oh well, I will still gladly sort the boxes. Then it hit me. I'm standing in the bank lobby with four boxes of pennies. I had just walked a block from the antique shops downtown and I had parked quite a ways away from the shops because it's so busy around there on a Saturday afternoon. I had to walk four blocks with all those pennies. Not too hot today. Only 85 degrees. But walking four blocks carrying four boxes of pennies can sure make you work up a sweat. Those things are heavy. I kept telling myself "They're heavy because they're solid copper", "They're heavy because they're sold copper". I haven't opened the boxes yet but I sure hope I was right.
Good story. I hope you were right! Enjoy your searching!
