Thea has often mentioned that there are many ways in which her father and I are alike. It’s scary sometimes. I’ve had a hoard of cash since my early teens. It’s nothing fancy. There’s nothing that would be termed collectible in it. There’s just always been something about the odd coin that I found appealing. Most of this collection I can’t honestly tell you where I found/acquired it. Some of it came from a couple of friends who found out I had a small stash. They had an even smaller stash. Since mine was bigger it ate theirs. That also means that I don’t know where they got theirs from. Heck, a lot of it I can’t even tell you what it is. The one with the seahorse? It’s shiny. So it must be shine-ese.