Sunday, March 28, 2004
In any case, I got a "wheat" cent in my change at the Princeton Starbuck's this morning. I can't remember the last time that happened, but it has probably been a year. A bit of childish delight first thing in the morning gets the day going right.
I know you're dying to know: 1956-D. Worth perhaps two cents. But an exciting payoff for somebody who has been scanning his change since he was ten years old.
UPDATE: An astute reader makes the interesting observation that older coins turn up in change when the economy is weak. The hypothesis is that when times are tougher people dig into the old jars of coins around the house and spend the money.