Friday, April 4, 2025

 


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  1. As elementary school students, Kevin and Larry Munley and I would ride our bikes down to Westover (a neighborhood in Arlington, VA) and pool our pennies to buy (mostly) penny candy and Mr. Ayers' 5 & Dime store.

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  2. B.C. "Before cellphones", helicopter parents, DEI, the internet, ADHD, Autism, fentanyl and LGBQTA, etc. I grew up back then and life was good.

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    1. I lived back then. Collected coke bottles for 2 cent refund. Caught word the refund was going up to 5 cents and started buying 2 cent bottles from my 'guy' over at Safeway. My dad got a bit squirrelly when he couldn't park the car in the garage because of the stacks of bottles. Coke bottle futures Don cha know. Bought a Rupp mini bike frame and all the necessities to complete the build with the bottle proceeds.

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  3. I can still smell the cinnamon and sugar in the Yankee Donut Shop in South Yarmouth, Ma. As a 10 - 12 year old, I'd ride my bike to pick up a 1/2 dozen (about 5 cents per) on my way to caddy ($1.25 per loop) at Bass River. Best time of life!.

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  4. Rickvid in the Yakima ValleyApril 5, 2025 at 11:55 AM

    In the time when a kid got allowance and maybe mowed lawns or had a paper route for a bit more and valued the coins in his/her pockets. My paternal grandmother, who raised 3 kids in eastern Ohio during the Depression asked me once, "You know what poor is? Poor is when the bus costs 6 cents, and you got the nickel but can't find a penny, Now, THAT'S poor!" We kids had riches we would not understand for decades.

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  5. I remember when a local phone call on a pay phone was a nickel. I always carried a nickel in my pocket. When they went to a dime, I was frustrated at first.

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