@hifisapi said:
back in the day. when you were just starting to collect, you didnt buy coins, you searched circulation
Yep. I never intended to ever pay over face value for a coin. I pulled all mine from circulation. Although I had very little money back then to keep too many coins.
I can't really say I used the money then to buy coins. I'm pretty sure the two things I wanted most as a kid were a BB rifle and dirt bike. Anyway, I had a "once a week" Wednesday paper route for a local newspaper called the Sentinel, cut grass, shoveled snow, and sold the items (metal SS cards & other junk) from the back cover of comic books for money or prizes. Who would even give you all their personal information today for one of those from who knows where?? LOL.
@air4mdc said:
I helped a friend on his paper route and then eventually had my own route. I did receive some Mercury dimes when collecting, but the biggest win for me was taking my money earned and riding my bike to the nearest bank and purchasing some rolls. Some of the best memories except for the snowy and rainy mornings.
So what you're saying is that when you had money, you'd tell them what you'd do, go to the coin dealer and buy a Mercury roll or two?
I sure like the song, thank you for posting! Let me clarify, " When I would go collecting the paper fees from the subscribers, sometimes I would get Mercury dimes in change. I don't recall anything else, not even a buffalo nickel. Anyways, from the money I would make from paper route I would exchange it at the bank for rolls to search. I still have the coins from those days and the cigar box they were stored in at the time.
At that age I didn't even know coin dealers existed. I do recall the small ad in some magazines about finding a 1909S VDB, "Strike it Rich" with the find in pocket change.
I’d give my father puppy dog eyes. Worked like a charm, as he couldn’t resist. I was spoiled, lol. By the time I reached 16, I pretty much lost interest in collecting. Driving and boys were much more interesting at that point. I worked but my money went into the gas tank and for clothes and makeup.> @RichR said:
I sold hot dogs as a teenager at Jets games...in howling winter winds and blinding snow storms...for Harry M. Stevens...a truly Godawful company that should have been destroyed for tax evasion by the IRS!
I mean...it was like the movie Casino...where guys with crooked noses would come in the back and just take away rolls and bags of cash without any receipts or accounting!
I held product for a local distributor. He would take the money and flash me a # of fingers, then the customer would collect it from me. If the boys in blue showed up, myself, the distributor, and security would run in different directions.
-----Burton ANA 50 year/Life Member (now "Emeritus")
Shoveled rock. Long story boring, my family owned a garden center, and we sold loose landscape stone by the bushel. Being 12-13, a full bushel was too heavy, so I had to fill it up just past halfway, put it in the customer's trunk and shovel by shovel fill it the rest of the way. The best was when you filled it up halfway, go to lift it and the handles broke off- just perfect! (We finally went 5 gallon buckets in the 1980s)
For that amount of work I should have had more coins, but other things started to take priority - BMX, girls, guitars.
I ground cornmeal in a waterwheel powered grist mill. Also ran a waterwheel powered iron forge hammer mill and a steam engine powered sawmill. Some of my other jobs were really bizarre.
Successful BST deals with mustangt and jesbroken. Now EVERYTHING is for sale.
Picked potatoes for local farmers, gathered corn from fields that the farmers corn husker missed in late fall and sold it to the mill in the spring. Collected soda bottles for the return refund, which at the time was 2 cents each regular size bottle and 5 cents for the bigger ones. Collected metals of all kinds - copper, aluminum, bronze, brass, tin and even steel and iron. Pinball machines got a lot of my nickels in the 1960's. My collection from 1958-1970 came mostly from coin roll searching.
@RichR said:
[[Just curious. Are you a Jets fan?]]
Rokky...I grew up within an easy walk of Shea Stadium...and was the biggest Jets and Mets fan on this Earth!
And I froze selling hot dogs in blizzards with howling winds!
But when the Jets abandoned New York for New Jersey....THEY WERE DEAD TO ME!!!!
Like the Mafia, I'd like to bury them in the Meadowlands!
I’ve been a Jets fan since the early 80s when I was about 8-9 years old. Loved the Sack Exchange and the late 90’s with Curtis Martin, Wayne Chrebet (just to name a few) and the late 2000’s with Mark Sanchez (until the butt fumble) lol. Just wish they had a stronger commitment to winning. I don’t have a lot of faith in Woody or Chris Johnson, or Joe Douglas for that matter. I get tired of hearing “the same old Jets” lol
Can't believe two others (rec87 and ricko) picked up potatoes in the farm fields in the summer. What a back breaking job. Starting at are 12, I washed cars every week. 20-40 cars depending on the weather that week. Made $40-$50 each week. No automatic equipment but great money for 1959. Also, no coin dealers. Just the bank and searching rolls.
Afternoon paper route, and for a year I actually worked in a coin shop! Granted, I pretty much just cleaned and helped organize, but it’s where I became fascinated in coins 😀
Paper route, shovel snow etc but my real skill was buying cheap. I grew up just outside Boston and there where a bunch of small shops on Bromfield Street where I’d buy coins. When I was 12 or 13 I noticed kids trying to sell coins (probably taken from Dads coin collection) but weren’t old enough. I’d go on a Saturday and wait around outside for kids to go in and when they came out I’d ask if they had coins for sale. I’d pay $5 for a gold coin, $2 for a silver dollar and $1 if I didn’t know what the coin was. I did this until I was 15 and moved. I sold my collection off in 1977 for close to $4000 dollars which was a big amount of money back then and put it in 10 year bonds (which my mother promptly stole but that’s another story).
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back in the day. when you were just starting to collect, you didnt buy coins, you searched circulation
Yep. I never intended to ever pay over face value for a coin. I pulled all mine from circulation. Although I had very little money back then to keep too many coins.
I can't really say I used the money then to buy coins. I'm pretty sure the two things I wanted most as a kid were a BB rifle and dirt bike. Anyway, I had a "once a week" Wednesday paper route for a local newspaper called the Sentinel, cut grass, shoveled snow, and sold the items (metal SS cards & other junk) from the back cover of comic books for money or prizes. Who would even give you all their personal information today for one of those from who knows where?? LOL.
Pocket Change Inspector
Unless you had a woolworths close by! I used to order coins out of coinage magazine also. Oh the days running to the mailbox in anticipation!
Luxor...
[and then worked the graveyard shift at Jack in the Box.]
Jack's had the best onion rings in town!
In fact, as a kid, I was refused service trying to buy them on my bike in their drive thru!
I sure like the song, thank you for posting! Let me clarify, " When I would go collecting the paper fees from the subscribers, sometimes I would get Mercury dimes in change. I don't recall anything else, not even a buffalo nickel. Anyways, from the money I would make from paper route I would exchange it at the bank for rolls to search. I still have the coins from those days and the cigar box they were stored in at the time.
At that age I didn't even know coin dealers existed. I do recall the small ad in some magazines about finding a 1909S VDB, "Strike it Rich" with the find in pocket change.
I worked at a local bird store packing bird seed into 5 and 10 pound bags.
Positive BST as a seller: Namvet69, Lordmarcovan, Bigjpst, Soldi, mustanggt, CoinHoader, moursund, SufinxHi, al410, JWP
I’d give my father puppy dog eyes. Worked like a charm, as he couldn’t resist. I was spoiled, lol. By the time I reached 16, I pretty much lost interest in collecting. Driving and boys were much more interesting at that point. I worked but my money went into the gas tank and for clothes and makeup.> @RichR said:
Just curious. Are you a Jets fan?
[[Just curious. Are you a Jets fan?]]
Rokky...I grew up within an easy walk of Shea Stadium...and was the biggest Jets and Mets fan on this Earth!
And I froze selling hot dogs in blizzards with howling winds!
But when the Jets abandoned New York for New Jersey....THEY WERE DEAD TO ME!!!!
Like the Mafia, I'd like to bury them in the Meadowlands!
I don't suppose it went something like this?
D's: 50P,49S,45D+S,43D,41S,40D,39D+S,38D+S,37D+S,36S,35D+S,all 16-34's
Q's: 52S,47S,46S,40S,39S,38S,37D+S,36D+S,35D,34D,32D+S
74T: 241,435,610,654 97 Finest silver: 115,135,139,145,310
73T:31,55,61,62,63,64,65,66,67,68,80,152,165,189,213,235,237,257,341,344,377,379,390,422,433,453,480,497,545,554,563,580,606,613,630
95 Ultra GM Sets: Golden Prospects,HR Kings,On-Base Leaders,Power Plus,RBI Kings,Rising Stars
@ifthevamzarockin I too hunted golf balls. Wish I’d thought about the cold drinks.
Martin
I held product for a local distributor. He would take the money and flash me a # of fingers, then the customer would collect it from me. If the boys in blue showed up, myself, the distributor, and security would run in different directions.
ANA 50 year/Life Member (now "Emeritus")
Shoveled rock. Long story boring, my family owned a garden center, and we sold loose landscape stone by the bushel. Being 12-13, a full bushel was too heavy, so I had to fill it up just past halfway, put it in the customer's trunk and shovel by shovel fill it the rest of the way. The best was when you filled it up halfway, go to lift it and the handles broke off- just perfect! (We finally went 5 gallon buckets in the 1980s)
For that amount of work I should have had more coins, but other things started to take priority - BMX, girls, guitars.
I ground cornmeal in a waterwheel powered grist mill. Also ran a waterwheel powered iron forge hammer mill and a steam engine powered sawmill. Some of my other jobs were really bizarre.
Successful BST deals with mustangt and jesbroken. Now EVERYTHING is for sale.
Picked potatoes for local farmers, gathered corn from fields that the farmers corn husker missed in late fall and sold it to the mill in the spring. Collected soda bottles for the return refund, which at the time was 2 cents each regular size bottle and 5 cents for the bigger ones. Collected metals of all kinds - copper, aluminum, bronze, brass, tin and even steel and iron. Pinball machines got a lot of my nickels in the 1960's. My collection from 1958-1970 came mostly from coin roll searching.
I’ve been a Jets fan since the early 80s when I was about 8-9 years old. Loved the Sack Exchange and the late 90’s with Curtis Martin, Wayne Chrebet (just to name a few) and the late 2000’s with Mark Sanchez (until the butt fumble) lol. Just wish they had a stronger commitment to winning. I don’t have a lot of faith in Woody or Chris Johnson, or Joe Douglas for that matter. I get tired of hearing “the same old Jets” lol
Can't believe two others (rec87 and ricko) picked up potatoes in the farm fields in the summer. What a back breaking job. Starting at are 12, I washed cars every week. 20-40 cars depending on the weather that week. Made $40-$50 each week. No automatic equipment but great money for 1959. Also, no coin dealers. Just the bank and searching rolls.
Afternoon paper route, and for a year I actually worked in a coin shop! Granted, I pretty much just cleaned and helped organize, but it’s where I became fascinated in coins 😀
US and British coin collector, and creator of The Ultimate Chuck E. Cheese's and Showbiz Pizza Place Token & Ticket Guide
Paper route, shovel snow etc but my real skill was buying cheap. I grew up just outside Boston and there where a bunch of small shops on Bromfield Street where I’d buy coins. When I was 12 or 13 I noticed kids trying to sell coins (probably taken from Dads coin collection) but weren’t old enough. I’d go on a Saturday and wait around outside for kids to go in and when they came out I’d ask if they had coins for sale. I’d pay $5 for a gold coin, $2 for a silver dollar and $1 if I didn’t know what the coin was. I did this until I was 15 and moved. I sold my collection off in 1977 for close to $4000 dollars which was a big amount of money back then and put it in 10 year bonds (which my mother promptly stole but that’s another story).
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