Our home is graced with a number of posters collected through the years. A few are the artistic type, graceful, pleasant to the eyes. Others are from childhood memories; Donald Duck surfing, Walt Disney’s Goofy character.
And Scrooge McDuck.
This particular poster has Scrooge McDuck counting his money— mostly coins, piles and piles and piles of coins— and being helped to count and organize the coins by Donald, Huey, Lewey, and Dewey. Money— mostly coins— is piled everywhere; so many coins that Donald used a bulldozer to push them around.
I have a fetish for stacks of coins. I know what you’re thinking.
‘Where did that come from?’
When I was about seven or eight or so I was rummaging around a big closet in the hallway near the bathroom and came across a shoebox nearly full of coins; nickels, dimes, quarters, even a few half dollars.
It was a treasure chest in the form of a shoebox and it was stuffed full of coins, ripe for the taking.
I didn’t know whose it was (I found out soon enough) but decided to take as many coins as I could carry in my pockets and stuff into my little boy vinyl billfold. After that I headed out to a nearby friend’s house and we ventured down the street to the neighborhood store to stock up on candy, soda pop, and other goodies.
My seemingly endless bank of coins continued to function for a week or so— much like the goose that laid golden eggs— until my mom noticed the pocket of my jeans stuffed with coins.
“Ronnie, where did you get all this money?”
Mothers often have an innate sense of discovery that predate’s a child’s ability to hide the obvious, so I confessed about the treasure chest of coins. In my defense I argued that the coins were mine because I found them.
Mothers also have a role as police, prosecutor, judge, jury, and executioner so suffice it to say I lost my treasure. The coins had been saved by my parents to help pay for my younger brother’s operation.
Yet, to this day I cherish stacks of coins more than paper money. Right below the Scrooge McDuck poster of a room full of coins is a little wood treasure chest; the kind a pirate would put in his ship’s hold, though much smaller.
Yes, it’s full of coins.