Coin

Shopping this week for greeting cards at the discount store … birthday, anniversary, graduation, retirement … I waited nearby while Mom browsed. At the checkout, Mom poured out a prince’s ransom in pennies, nickels, dimes, quarters … and one fifty-cent piece. Our young cashier was perplexed, having evidently never seen such a coin. She rang management, received their blessing, then set about counting the coins. She told us that she would tell her family about the half dollar. Counting complete, I put down two quarters, picked up the half dollar and gave it to the cashier … best fifty cents I ever spent.