Silver Horror Story

Not a coin but a similar tale of 'collecting' woe. I purchased a UK Personalised Plate in the mid 80's for 1300 pounds sterling. About 6 months later a Ferrari dealer offered me 7500 pounds sterling for it. I deceided to keep it to sell later for more money. Unfortunately when decided to move to New Zealand I was forced to sell it ............for 1800 sterling

Silver horror story? Try a gold horror story.

My family once had over 100 gold sovereigns from back when my relatives were stinking rich. Anyway, a while back we found a huge fireproof victorian safe full of family silver and stuff we thought had been sold by the very same man that squandered the riches. Anyway, in there was a box of 75 sovereigns with a 'sorry, I need lung surgery due to all that smoking I did' note explaining where the others had gone.

Anyway, it was 15 Sovereigns for each family member, but my parents insisted they should be sold. Anyway, that was the very bottom of the Gold market. They sold about £100 each, they are now worth £400 each, with the rarer ones worth more. But hey, I did manage to reserve 1...

my aunts first husband took more than half of her silver coin collection worth A LOT of money, knowing mroe about silver coins now than I did earlier in my life I feel really really bad for her

My parents had several Peace and Morgan dollars up until the mid '70s. My relatives brought them back from Vegas as gifts. Apparently, my older brother thought they were halves and spent them... He also had a '67 GTO back in the '80s, that he sold for $2000!

One Peace dollar was left, when I inherited it all. Thankfully, they held on to their silver halves, dimes, and a couple rolls of quarters. When I was a kid, I polished them! However, they're all common dates, anyway.

I also have a coin horror story. Years ago when we lived in Germany (my dad was in the US Army) my half brother was living with us. My grandfather had sent my dad several gold coins. My half brother took them and bought....a black leather fanny pack. My dad sent him on the next plane home to his mom and we never saw him again. My dad was extremely upset and it wasn't just because it was the value of the coins, it was more that they were from his dad. He was quite poor growing up so as an adult for his dad to give him something he was really appreciative.

Oooooh... that's harsh!

Fortunately my Silver Horror Story is not too bad.

After mom's cousin died she, my sister and I went through her
house to organize papers and such.
When we found four $10 gold pieces I said, "Well, this must be
what Aunt Helen was talking about when she mentioned that she had some gold.
Later we found a BAG of gold coins, wrapped in cellophane, carefully separated by denomination.
"Enough to choke a horse."
Since then, I always wondered what silver coins she had sold during the melt of 1980. Could they have come from the same source as the gold?
And it is best that I do not know.

On the brighter side, my sister and I would each be given a silver dollar when we all went to visit my great uncle and aunt.
My father would give each of us a dollar to spend and he kept the silver dollars.
A dollar would buy a $0.77 toy at the
discount store an left $0.23 to spend at the Five and Dime.

I have some of them to this day.

Misery loves company! Good topic.

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