The Penny

 

I can remember walking with my dad when I was younger.  Wherever we were - the sidewalk, crossing the street, or in a field - if dad saw a penny he would stop to pick it up.  (Of course he’d look both ways to make sure there were no cars coming before stopping in the street!)

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