Antipennyites Will Be Turned Away at the Gate

No. There's not an actual gate. Antipennyites are free to browse here. But none of those protest signs, or chants like, "Two, four, six, eight. Reading about pennies is what we hate!"

I have one of my own for you, "On November 6 and 8, Val found pennies, mark the date!"

Monday was November 6. I've been scouring the countryside (more like blacktop parking lot-side) for pennies. They have not been forthcoming! I might as well be panning for gold, for all the luck I've had. Maybe I'm trying to hard. They tend to hit when you least expect it. Unless these are pity pennies. Like when Hick put a golf ball in the old broody hen's nest so she'd have something to sit on.

Monday, November 6, I stopped by Orb K. I parked way around at the end, in the next-to farthest parking spot. That's because the farthest one was occupied. I surveyed to empty space on my left as I got out. Checked the sidewalk, and grassy area, and even under the cars as far as I could see. No, I didn't bend over. What do you think I am, some kind of weirdo? I didn't want to attract attention to my quest.

I came out after trading winning scratchers for fresh ones, thinking, "I can't believe I haven't found a penny in so long!" October 26th, to be exact. I walked to the end of the sidewalk where it makes a 90-degree left turn. Turned. Walked past the three cars parked there, and SAW A PENNY on the sidewalk by the last car before T-Hoe!

I swear it wasn't there when I went in! I would have seen it. That penny was right at the beginning of my search.

At least I saw it on the way back. I scooped it up and dropped it in my shirt pocket, then went over to T-Hoe and pulled the door open. WAIT A MINUTE!

Was that...could it be...another penny? Yep! If I'd stood behind T-Hoe's door to open it as usual, I never would have seen this one. But since I pulled it open as if to allow somebody else to enter, my stance was open to glancing at this car beside me again.

I really don't know how I could have missed them on the way in. It's not like the sun was shining and the glint tipped me off. They were BOTH from 1975. In November 1975, I was a senior in high school.

I was careful not to look too creeperish as I moved in to take the closeup. People don't cotton to weirdos taking pictures of their cars, you know. Or bending over and reaching for something. Like a penny. That I put in my pants pocket, to distinguish it from the other penny, until I got a magnifying glass to check the dates. Maybe I need to update my glasses.

Let the record show that the trash under T-Hoe does not belong to Val! I often pick up trash and carry it to dispose of on the way in. I do draw the line at semi-crawling under a car to do so. To rescue a found penny, yes! But not to pick up trash that's not mine.

On Wednesday, November 8, I was back at Orb K. Of course my penny-senses were tingling. Orb K has been a good hunting ground (better yet, a good FINDING ground) for pennies. I parked in the very last space this time. I walked down that sidewalk, practically inspecting that field of penny dreams with a magnifying glass taped to a fine-tooth comb, but not yet to the point of a metal detector. NOTHING!

I was pleasantly surprised to find a Young Gen-Xer holding the door open for me! And even more pleasantly surprised to find...

This penny on the floor by the snack cake rack!

I took a picture and nabbed this little copper gem for my own. It was a 2002. No meaning in that year for me.
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These were pennies #54, 55, and 56 for my collection.
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