My son’s first ancient

Apologies for the bad photos. This post is mainly about wanting to share my six-year-old son’s new enthusiasm for ancient (and modern) coins with the group. I took him on an overnight a few towns over, and he asked if we could go in the coin shop. The place was tiny, and they had only a few trays of ancient coins. There was room for maybe four people to stand (but not move much). He shouted, “This place is huge!” And I think I know what he meant. For $29 of his own money, I think he did great. (No, it’s not the “oldest coin,” but that hardly matters.)