a review submitted by Daniel O’Brien
When I was young (64 or 65 years ago), I had an uncle who came to visit. He was a long-haul truck driver and he stayed with us for close to a week (people used to do that back then – come to visit and stay more than a couple of hours), during which time I showed him my coin “collection” a couple of mercury dimes and a few buffalo nickels) which I had pulled from “circulation” (my Dad’s trouser pockets while he was asleep).
My uncle then showed me a small footlocker that he had brought with him which was full of confederte currency. He said he would pick up the currency at various places when traveling “down South”. He was pretty proud of it and I enjoyed looking at some of the curious vignettes. He told us that the money had no value, but he collected the stuff anyway. I was fascinated by the fact that a foot locker full of money could have little or no value (back then). I had always wondered about how he could have come by