Your Money is No Good Here

It’s good to compare notes with your family. My brother just told me my dad helped his brother-in-law counterfeit quarters back in the 1930s. Daddy’s oldest sister, Aunt Jenny, married Uncle Chester, a bona fide reprobate, a rabble-rousing drunk who enlisted Daddy to help with his quarter counterfeiting business. I don’t know if Daddy would have even qualified for reform school if he’d gotten caught, since he was just a hungry little kid trying to win a place at Aunt Jenny’s table for a few days. Mama and his younger sisters were about to starve since his own father was sick in bed at his mother’s house. Grandma wanted nothing to do with her daughter-in-law and the grandkids, though she was willing to care for her son. The boys were pretty much working for room and board anywhere they could.

At any rate, Uncle Chester made pretty good quarters, a time-consuming job requiring a steadier hand than his, since he was rarely sober. According the Daddy, Uncle Chester made impressions of both side of quarters using Plaster of Paris casts lined with onion-skin paper. The steady hands were needed to line the molds up and glue them together, leaving a tiny pour-hole at the top, where they could pour in Uncle Chester’s special melted alloy. Once the ragged quarters set, a little artistry work was required to finish them off. Voila! Quarters!

 

 

 

 

Uncle Chester had no trouble passing his bogus quarters at the grocery store, the mercantile, and the hardware store. The problem came at the bar. Though he was normally stingy and careful, one night he got a snootful and wanted to buy a round for everybody in the house. Indiscreetly, he brought out a bag of quarters to pay his tab. They didn’t ring true when he poured them on the counter. The proprietor objected, Uncle Chester tore into him, and Uncle Chester ended up in Leavenworth.

That really wasn’t so bad. His cell-mate taught him to make twenty-dollar bills. Before long, Uncle Chester was out, but wasn’t able to pass his twenties because he couldn’t get the color just right. After a number of frustrating attempts, he poured up some quarters and headed back to the bar. When he poured his clinky quarters out on the bar, just as Uncle Chester anticipated, the bar-tender objected. “Are you telling me my money’s no good?” A fight and arrest ensued. Uncle Chester went back to Leavenworth for a refresher, polished his craft, and never had any more counterfeiting troubles.

All’s well that ends well.

Laughter the best medicine – As young as you feel! – Yeah.. Right!

Reblogged from Smorgasbord. I loved this!

Smorgasbord - Variety is the spice of life

birthday cakeThree old ladies are sitting around a table playing and boasting about their sons.

‘My Jack,’ said Lily, is such a wonderful boy, each week he visits me for two hours and brings me the most beautiful bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates.  Once a month he takes me out to a restaurant for Sunday lunch and anything I need, I just have to mention it and it is there.

‘Well’, said Mary a little tartly. ‘My Angus lives with me and every morning brings up a tray to my room with a fully cooked breakfast and a pot of tea with a white rose in a bud vase. He comes home from work every day to make me soup and a sandwich and then in the evening we watch television with a wonderful supper he has prepared’.

Molly held up her hand and smiled smugly at her…

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The Questions and the Math: A Small Reflection on Poverty

Reblogged from Getoffmylawn. Poverty can be soul-destroying.

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Poverty is a blight, a disease, a cancer, a kind of rust that never sleeps as it erodes dignity and injects anxiety into the host, slowly saturating the soul and taking the body for itself. Poverty is the manifestation of failure, sometimes deserved, sometimes not, but once marked the stain lasts forever. Recovery is slow, and the heart never fully heals.

Poverty

It’s always the math. That math consumes the mind in feverish, compulsive ways. The math and the questions. How much is left? How many days til payday? Til there’s more? What bill to pay? What can I not pay? How much do I have per day? Can I make it? How many meals can I get from  a pound of hamburger? Count, count, count. Try to calculate the amount of pay and subtract the bills and do it over and over hoping I didn’t forget anything. Hoping the balance will be more. Wait…

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YES!! Party Link Live – Love Thing Valentine Blog Bash and Mingle… Join the fun!

Hey don’t miss the party!

a cooking pot and twisted tales

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You are welcome to our Valentine Blog Bash.

Just make yourself comfortable.

Refreshments are nicely arranged down the page. Drinks, Chocolates, Cakes, Donuts and so much more. 🙂

This video had me cracking.

You can crack your Poetic Prowess by taking part in continuing this tag along poem below. The full poem will be published on my Tuesday’s Trivia with every part attributed to the contributor. So here goes…

Her eyes shone with tears

That clung to her lashes

She glanced at the ring

It’s twinkles brought back flashes

Okay, so here are the rules of partying and mingling.

  1. You must mix and mingle with others. Don’t be a wall flower. Go say hello to someone and you can participate in the Tag a poem up above.
  2.  Please leave your blog link or post link in the comment box below along with an introductions.
  3. It’s one link per comment, but…

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Some of the funnies on Facebook this week – Coffee, self-preservation and asparagus

Re logged from my friend Sally at Smorgasbord!

Smorgasbord - Variety is the spice of life

As usual the more observant amongst us have found some gems to share on Facebook this week and there are definitely some front runners who are obviously in the know about the best sites..  Nicholas Rossis seems to have the lead at the moment on entries into this weekly look at humour on FB.  Which ones get your vote?

nicholas rossis Because I can thats why

Nicholas with I’m Not Right In the Head.

nicholas rossis im not right in the head

 Love, Lust and Life shared by.Viv Drewa

Viv Drewa with love, lust and life.

Debby Gies with https://www.facebook.com/purpleclvr

debby gies with Purple Clover

 Jan Moore with Jeff Foxworthy

Jan Moore with Jeff Foxworthy

More of Jan Moore

Jan Moore

Bill Wolak with Colour Vibe

Bill Wolak with Color Vibe

If you find a funny image on Facebook and would like to share just send me the person who shared it and if possible the originator of the image so that I can link to one and mention the other.. Enjoy.

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Winner, Winner, Chicken Dinner!

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Look at this great Tootsie Warmer I won from Martie Hanna , A Hair in My Biscuit’s Etsy shop.  My Brother-in-law was visiting.  He was in terrible pain from a wrist injury.  I popped this in the microwave for a minute, he slipped his wrist in and got instant relief.Martie,  you might consider making these mitt-sized for hands.  He felt so much better.  Please check out Martie’s great shop.