OMG is for real, because stuff like this comes only come from the Almighty. He must have known it was my birthday next week, duh. It's been a long, slow, non-productive road the last couple years for me for silver. I've gotten a lot of nice US cent errors, but that's another story.
So I've almost given up looking for halves, or any silver from banks for that matter. Last 7 half boxes produced NOTHING.
Today made up for all of it.
I go to the drive up window to make (another) payment on my credit card. I've been bad. So, the teller at the OTHER bank who has been very gracious getting
boxes of cents for me just happens to state the other day he likes Eisenhower dollars. Oh well. I figured if I could snag a couple Ike's to cash in at his teller window it might be nice, he has really helped me get the cent boxes and all.
So today at the other bank's window I asked if they had any Ike's.
The teller said no, but gave me a sideways look and asked if I was interested in any halves. Halves, methinks? So I asked how many they had, she asked her fellow teller and they said they had $80 worth, and I thought, oh great, I'll be dumping them tomorrow. Wrong.
So I said I'd come around inside and get them, which I did.
Now this bank actually counts the rolled coins that come in, and they said they hadn't counted them. I said I didn't care, I'd take responsibility for the count, (was in a hurry on the way to work). Anyway, they produce 8 rolls of the ugliest wrapped coins I'd ever seen. The teller that started it all opened one up and informed me these were old. Well, that became obvious instantly.
She said an elderly lady had come in the day before and cashed them in. Her husband had died, and she didn't want them anymore. The banker had advised her (they hadn't looked at what was inside yet) to go to a coin dealer but she told them she didn't want to bother doing that.
I opened them up in the parking lot at work, which is where the panic attack started this am. I'm almost done with it now. But now quite. First one roll, then another, and I was careful to preserve the paper (for reasons unknown to me.)
Inside were: 11 - count them --11 1971 clad Kennedys. Then the fun began. The ender on the 2nd roll was a BARBER. Then ANOTHER. Then ANOTHER.
Eight rolls: 11 clad 1971 Kennedys
One complete roll of 1966-1969 40% Kennedys
Two 1964 Kennedys
TWO COMPLETE ROLLS OF FRANKLINS
THREE COMPLETE ROLLS OF WALKERS 1917S through 1945.
and...wait for it.....SEVEN BARBER HALVES, 1894s, 1897, 1902, 1903, 1907d x 2, 1908o with a slight bend to it.
Methinks I shall faint now! Never even had a Barber before now. I carefully rerolled them and am going to leave them together, as is in a plastic bag with a note, so one day, my daughter will not take the blooming things to the bank and deposit them!
That's 129 90% silver halves, 20 40% halves and the 11 clad Kennedys
So I've almost given up looking for halves, or any silver from banks for that matter. Last 7 half boxes produced NOTHING.
Today made up for all of it.
I go to the drive up window to make (another) payment on my credit card. I've been bad. So, the teller at the OTHER bank who has been very gracious getting
boxes of cents for me just happens to state the other day he likes Eisenhower dollars. Oh well. I figured if I could snag a couple Ike's to cash in at his teller window it might be nice, he has really helped me get the cent boxes and all.
So today at the other bank's window I asked if they had any Ike's.
The teller said no, but gave me a sideways look and asked if I was interested in any halves. Halves, methinks? So I asked how many they had, she asked her fellow teller and they said they had $80 worth, and I thought, oh great, I'll be dumping them tomorrow. Wrong.
So I said I'd come around inside and get them, which I did.
Now this bank actually counts the rolled coins that come in, and they said they hadn't counted them. I said I didn't care, I'd take responsibility for the count, (was in a hurry on the way to work). Anyway, they produce 8 rolls of the ugliest wrapped coins I'd ever seen. The teller that started it all opened one up and informed me these were old. Well, that became obvious instantly.
She said an elderly lady had come in the day before and cashed them in. Her husband had died, and she didn't want them anymore. The banker had advised her (they hadn't looked at what was inside yet) to go to a coin dealer but she told them she didn't want to bother doing that.
I opened them up in the parking lot at work, which is where the panic attack started this am. I'm almost done with it now. But now quite. First one roll, then another, and I was careful to preserve the paper (for reasons unknown to me.)
Inside were: 11 - count them --11 1971 clad Kennedys. Then the fun began. The ender on the 2nd roll was a BARBER. Then ANOTHER. Then ANOTHER.
Eight rolls: 11 clad 1971 Kennedys
One complete roll of 1966-1969 40% Kennedys
Two 1964 Kennedys
TWO COMPLETE ROLLS OF FRANKLINS
THREE COMPLETE ROLLS OF WALKERS 1917S through 1945.
and...wait for it.....SEVEN BARBER HALVES, 1894s, 1897, 1902, 1903, 1907d x 2, 1908o with a slight bend to it.
Methinks I shall faint now! Never even had a Barber before now. I carefully rerolled them and am going to leave them together, as is in a plastic bag with a note, so one day, my daughter will not take the blooming things to the bank and deposit them!
That's 129 90% silver halves, 20 40% halves and the 11 clad Kennedys
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