Wednesday, September 23, 2009
A Penny for Our Thoughts
Today, I went to Mary's house. Her mother had been saving pennies for years. Anne is gone now, and Mary and I sorted through those pennies, to have them appraised. Old pennies from new pennies. We sorted through them checking the dates. Years stood out: 1975, the year that we graduated high school. 1957. The year I was born. 1958. The year that she was born (and the snotty thing will not let you forget that). It went on and on. There were dates before our time, dates that were important to our parents, I suppose. Even before that. The oldest penny I found was from 1909. We talked about how the world has changed since then. What was it like to hold the new 1909 penny back in a day before we knew about World Wars? Before the Depression? Imagined all the hands that held those pennies before they wound up on the kitchen table being sorted through by two old friends talking easily about life.