A penny for your thoughts.

photo courtesy of sxc.hu jweston
photo courtesy of sxc.hu jweston

My grandmother (we called her Nana) came to our house every Saturday at 11am. We’d order 1/2 lb. corned beef, 1/2 lb. turkey, 1/4 lb. brisket, loaf of rye bread, cole slaw and potato salad from Caplan’s Deli.

Every week.

Sometimes, it was annoying that I couldn’t make other plans and had to be there. But most of the time, I loved it.

Let me tell you about the pennies.

We’d save our pennies for Nana. After lunch, we’d give them to her and tell her how many we had. She’d buy them from us and round up. So if we gave her 13 pennies, we’d get a quarter. Not too shabby.

Every week, this happened. And every week, she brought us Jelly Krimpets.

Nana had set up savings accounts for my brother, sister, and me. She deposited the pennies into our accounts. And she padded it a little. Or more than a little.

Because when I turned 18, there was over $1,000 in that account.

Do you save your pennies?

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