Monday, October 12, 2009

This weekend Meg, Henry and I had a good three day weekend. We had a really good time at Meg's parents' house. Meg and I got to go to the movies together to see The Informant! (it was OK, wait to rent it). I lost my keys at the theater, but we found them eventually (after two hours) and put it behind us. We also got to take Henry to a cider making party. Henry had fun using their swings, eating cheese and rolling around in big pile of hay. Today my mother came over to take Henry to his favorite park. He was still tired from the cider party!

I didn't have high hopes for my half dollars this week as I didn't see any keepers in them at the end of the rolls, but things went really well. In them I found twenty-nine 90% silver halves (1924 Huguenot, 1963D, 25 x 1964, 2 x 1964D), thirty 40% silver halves (2 x 1965, 5 x 1966, 9 x 1967, 11 x 1968D, 3 x 1969D), three proof halves (1971S, 1976S, 1977S) and a whole bunch of mint set halves. The best of the bunch was definitely a new commemorative for me, the 1924 Huguenot, 300th Anniversary of New Netherlands half. It's the 2nd rarest half, by mintage, that I've found. Only 142,080 were minted. The obverse of the half is in pretty good condition, but the reverse was really bad when I first found it and was covered in red paint and glue. I normally don't clean coins, but this stuff I just had to get off. It looks better. With these halves I decided to stop saving mint set halves. I just have too many of them.

I thought I'd do well with a batch of lower denomination coins I found as they were mostly in old wrappers, but they stunk.

2,240 quarters had one Canadian.

1,450 dimes also had one Canadian.

1,600 nickels produced one War Time (1944P) and two Canadians.

2,500 pennies yielded just one Wheat (1955), thirteen Canadians and one US dime.

On Saturday I finished reading a book I had been reading for the past few weeks, My Life as an Explorer by Sven Hedin. In each book I've read about Central Asia references to Hedin have been made. Sven Hedin was born in Switzerland in 1865. This book covers his life up until 1908. With little discussion about his childhood the book moves quickly to his explorations. I found reading about his early trips to be enjoyable, but his later trips throughout Tibet got quite monotonous. I hope other autobiographies I read are a much more introspective.

Found: 11 pennies (10 at the mall, 1 at the pizza parlor), 1 quarter (outside the Mobil Mart)