A Penny for Your Thoughts
Confession: this month’s topic was my idea – cultural memories many of us share. From our first expereince behind the wheel of a car, to where we were when Lady Diana died, there are touchstones that almost all of us relate to in one way or another. I decided I would share my first memory of money. And I will.
In a minute.
Right after I share some cheesy tourist photos from last week.
Strangely enough, my trip back east ties in to my cultural memories of money. Sure, I saw Niagara Falls (*again*) – though the real highlight was watching my husband take in the Falls for the first time ever. We also checked out monuments, museums, and historic sites.
For me, what makes travel worth the effort is discovering architectural treasures. Hello, Martin Complex designed by Frank Lloyd Wright! Plus Willowbank, a stately home built in 1833 – yet to be restored to glory! Finally, The Layfayette Hotel – a French Renaissance-style building designed by Louise Blanchard Bethune, America’s first female architect.
But, in my opinion, there is no better architectural treasure than the family homestead. Built in the 1930s by my grandparents, brick by brick, it is a testament to hard work and craftsmanship. It has three levels, and from the top of the staircase, there is a wide open view of orchards, the lake, and the Toronto skyline.
Yet it’s the bottom of the staircase, where the steps meet the first floor alcove, where a leaded glass door closed off the pink telephone table… that’s where I discovered money! My earliest memory of money was spending hours with my Didi (grandfather) in a game of penny toss. We’d take turns tossing pennies into his worn leather boot.
It was the best game in the world!
So what’s your first memory of money?