>Just now I lovingly inserted the shiny, almost new 50th US state commemorative quarter into the slot of my collection. When this diabolical program was hatched by the feds and the mint, beginning in 1998 with small wonder Delaware, I seriously doubted I would have the attention to span ten years. Amazingly enough, I am now looking at a gang of coins that track the continuity of my life for a decade.
Ten years ago I was still “back-selling” (reciting the list of titles/artists just played) pop tunes on air at an area radio station. Crochet to me was merely a pleasant hobby, not yet the consuming passion it is today. At that time I had yet to design my first exploded lace garment, write my first crochet pattern or tussle with my first editor. I could have (and did) store my entire yarn stash in one big box at the bottom of my closet. Short row meant an altercation between midgets.
Surveying the 50, I can now say without hesitation that the most artistically pleasing one is Connecticut, with the stately charter oak tree. The stupidest one is Wisconsin, with a bovine head, wheel of cheese and ear of corn. Really. They paid somebody to design that one?
Numismatists might criticize my collection. I did not seek out pristine, uncirculated quarters. I did not find them strictly in order, either. They are all from the Philadelphia mint as you might expect from one who lives near that city, with the little P under the “In God We Trust” next to George’s head. And over the years all of the coins have grown an odd sort of patina and are no longer as brilliant as the latest additions. But they are MINE!