This has been in my parent's front hall crap drawer for over 30 years. I remember getting it at the bank as a small child and dreamed of all the quarters I'd save.
When I took it from my parent's house, I felt like I was transporting the Hope Diamond. I'd check my bag everytime I stopped for gas. What if it fell out.
Then at home after upacking. I knew I put it somewhere safe or did I stupidly throw it away. I freaked out and was cleaning feverishly and then spotted it on a shelf. Wheewwwwwwwww.
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