The excitement of being a boy collecting returns 10 times as much as an adult.

In short I was introduced to collecting coins by my Grandmother who when I was a child use to take me to the Coin Vault where I could spend the money I saved and of course a little help every now in then collecting dimes,buffalo nickels and pennies and that is where it all began. Recently I returned home this year to find in the safe my old collections. Renewed with a new child hood joy that had been forgotten I thumbed through them with memories and the times we shared. Since then I have found a renewed love for collecting and though the majority of my collection is not graded those coins hold a special place in my heart. I am an addict again and can only hope that I will be able to share this with my son and someday and be remembered for the times we shared.

Family coins bring back memories of loved ones who have since passed. Some of the coins passed down which brought memories and seeing her handwriting depicting whose coins they were passed down from brought tears to my eyes.

Daddy Georges 1878,1900-o,1900-o Morgan's,1910-s Barber passed from my great grandfather and with my name on the holder.

Poppy's 1923 Peace which was given to him by his mother on the day he entered the service and was carried by him until given to me on his last days.

Nana my beloved grandmother a continued collection of buffalo nickels and my beloved Texas Sesquicentennial Silver Collection from 1986.

It's amazing that coins can make you feel humble and cherished and how they become part of your family.