What Coins Do You Own That Have Sentimental Value?

A State Quarter that my mom gave me about five years ago. I don't know which one it is off the top of my head, and numismatically speaking there's nothing remarkable about it. She gave it to me simply because she thought it was a very pretty coin and that she thought I'd like it.

The fact that I already had it in my collection was immaterial. She died a few years later, so the coin is one way I remember her kind heart.

Most definitely a keeper!

Almost every coin in my collection is sentimental to me. My grandfathers collection went to my mother in 1979 when he passed away and I received it last Febuary when my mother passed. Here are just a few of my favorites from that collection. Not pictured are the 1905 $2.50 gold coin and the 1898 $5.00 gold coin as they are in a safe deposit box at my bank. Not the best pics but the best that my old iPad is capable of.

I restarted most of my coin collection in recent years, so nothing is really sentimental. I do have a sentimental $2 bill that my Mother pulled from my Grandfather's (her father's) wallet. And that is right where I keep it as well. Folded (like it was) in a little ziplock bag.

I will try to refrain from being the old thread resuscitator!

It is okay when value is added, as it was in this case.


Very nice!

That is really nice. Very sentimental.

I guess I'm a mushy person because I have a number:

- A scratched up 1944 LWC that made Lincoln look like he was smiling. It was my oldest coin for a long time, and a friend of mine (a brilliant mind but compulsive, pathological liar) told me it was a recognized error worth thousands. I had my parents bring me to a coin show, and of course had my dreams of retirement and a private yacht dashed, but it was a valuable learning experience and I still have it separated from the rest of my thousands of wheat cents. I was maybe 9 or 10 at the time.

- My grandfather was an avid junk box hunter as a teenager in the early 40s, and kept a bunch of his old stuff. When I was a kid, we used to sit down and sort through it all the time, and he would give me history lessons... slightly embellished as with the 1272-dated Moroccan falus that he picked up on the Silk Road when he accompanied Marco Polo to China. Except for a handful of coins reserved for my aunts and uncles, he gave me the entire box of coins when I was a teenager.

- I lost interest to coins in favor of video games and then music and girls when I was in high school. I picked up a job as a cashier when I was 18, and a few months later I spotted a really beat up and gunky 1947-S nickel in my till. That coin reignited the fire kicked off a collecting craze that carried me through to nearly completing the full nickel set from circulation.

- There are a number of till finds that I have separated because I so vividly remember the kinds of colorful characters who pay for their groceries in silver half dollars when silver was over $40/oz.

- Before meeting my wife, I dated a girl I worked with. The relationship was quick, passionate, toxic, and over before it had hardly begun. She was one of the few who didn't roll their eyes when they saw me shuffling around the change in my till before clocking in, and showed a genuine interest in my daily mini-haul. On one date, she proudly informed me that she had found a nearly-2,000 year old coin in her till. It was an extreme Greaser 1995 quarter that had only had the last two digits. I still have it.

- When my wife and I first started dating, I tried to get her into roll hunting with me. She reluctantly agreed, and I planted a silver quarter and a 1982 proof into her first roll to get her hooked (sorry honey, if you're ever reading this). She went through them all and handed it back and said "Nope, nothing in this one." I knew at that moment it was a lost cause and never subjected her to that again.