Day 49

I admit it, I am one of those people who save their change, I put it in a big jar and when it gets full I wrap it up and bring it to the bank, it's like a little present I didn't now I had. I usually buy myself something I had been wanting, or use it for vacation something fun. My Grandfather Boncaro used to keep his pennies, he would put them in cups everywhere, pennies all over the house, in drawers, in little cups on end tables, in cabinets...everywhere. I must have inherited that trait from him. My Grandmother Pioli gave me this little piggy bank way back when I was in high school, more than thirty years ago (holy cow). I filled it with pennies, probably no more than two dollars worth and then put it on my shelf. I have had it ever since, it has followed me to a couple different houses but I still have it. I have no intention of ever 'breaking' it open, it reminds me of all of my grandparents and the little things that I remember about each one of them, fun little things that made each one of them unique and special to me.

"Every time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven." -Johnny Burke