Ah, coin collecting. Some people love it, I suppose. I am not one of those people.
(I do, however, love saying the word numismatist. Give it a go. Nu-mis-ma-tist. So fun! Am I right? Of course I am.)
As part of this training, I visualized the coins in my wallet. Frankly, I rarely have any cash, so hardly ever receive coins when paying for things. (I really love my debit card. I fully admit it.) At the moment, I believe the change compartment in my wallet contains a few pennies, a Canadian nickel (which I have tried to use before - accidentally, possibly), some Euros of different denominations, a random Asian coin of some sort, and the red heart out of a Build-A-Bear. (That red heart is sure to be worth something!) As far as being able to use my coinage, the most valuable coins I currently own are pennies. What a depressing thought.
No one I know personally has an avid interest in coin collecting. My brothers made the effort to collect all fifty state quarters (they succeeded!), but that is about as far as we go. When I turned 8, my grandma gave me eight Susan B. Anthony coins, which I'm pretty sure I still have in a box in my parents' guest room closet, but I was never spurred into a coin collecting hobby of my own.
In the end, I view coin collecting much as I view stamp collecting: It is a fascinating hobby for people with a lot of patience, dedication, time and money. I'll stick to my keychain collection.
(If I did suddenly gain an interest in coins, I discovered via the Professional Numismatist's Guild website that there are number of dealers right here in Houston. None seem to be near me, but when has that ever stopped anyone looking for something specific in Houston?)
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