Regulars here know I had cataract surgery back in March of this year. Now that I can see again, I enjoy going for walks around my neighborhood here in Covington. I never knew how much I was not seeing until I got my eyesight back.
One of the things I’m seeing now is pennies on the sidewalk—hell, even in the road. I’ve said in the past here that I am the type of person who will bend over and pick up a penny and that’s what I’ve been doing.
I think I started before this, but let’s say I started picking up pennies during my walks in Covington the first of April. It’s usually just one walk a day but sometimes it’s two.
I keep these pennies in a glass bowl. When I come back from my walk and from collecting pennies I see on the sidewalk or road, I dump them in that bowl.
So let’s say I’ve been collecting pennies for four months. Want to know how many I’ve found? When I added it all up recently, it came to $3.26. Except for the 26 cents, I rolled up those pennies and got three one dollar bills from U.S. Bank.
I can hear some of you now laughing. I guess that’s not a lot of money to some people but here in Covington, that’s a pack of cigarettes, some cheap frozen food at Walgreens or a notebook for me to keep story ideas in.
I guess I’m odd when it comes to money. I once wrote about it in CityBeat in a Living Out Loud column called Dollars and Sense. To my way of thinking, money is money.
Here in Covington, just like across the river in Cincinnati, I’m approached for money all the time. If I have extra, I give, but one thing I won’t do is give away that money I’ve accumulated while picking up pennies in Covington. If I, a guy who walks with a cane, can bend over and pick up money, I think those asking for it can do the exact same thing.
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