My Coin Purse

Posted by Anonymous On 10:04 PM

The coin purse on the left has been my constant companion for thirteen years. Let's put that in perspective, shall we? I've had that coin purse over twice as long as I've known my wife. When I got that coin purse, Clinton hadn't yet begun his second term. I bought that coin purse a decade before anyone would use the idiotic word "metrosexual." Since buying that coin purse, I've received a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree and a Master of Divinity degree. I've been licensed as an interpreter for the Deaf and as a minister. I've successfully run a business and performed in New York City. That coin purse has traveled from Texas to Spain. It's older than a Jonas Brother and only a few years younger than Mylie Cyrus. It's a teenager.

So what's the story, eh? Why's it so important? It's important because I bought it at Georgetown Leather after graduating from high school. I needed a place to hold all my change because, like any person with half a clue, I realized that carrying around a bunch of loose change in my pocket was stupid. But I needed something masculine. After all, I was about to pursue a career in musical theatre.

So I chose this one. Leather. Brown. Sturdy. Masculine. Did I throw it away when one of the pins came out of the hinge? Nope. Check out that far left hinge. I just twisted off a little paper clip in it and pretended nothing happened. Did I toss it when the seam on the right side split? Nope, I just turned it hole-side-up in my pocket. It still worked... ish.

But, I've reached a time in my life when I'm having to let go of things. I need to move on. In a few weeks I move to Nashville, Tennessee. It's a new start for me. And let's face it, the world is a different place. I don't carry as much change anymore. I use debit cards and what not. But even though it's time to finally say goodbye to my manly little coin purse, I'll never forget how it outlasted governments and girlfriends, degrees and jobs, states and nations, and of course pennies and quarters.

God bless Georgetown Leather. God bless Potomac Mills Mall. And God bless America.

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8 Cachinnations

  1. Marleah Blades Said,

    Shout out to the GL crew. Woot!

    Posted on 6/17/2009

     
  2. Rex Said,

    Scott has always been on the edge:

    "The store became a destination: Back then in D.C., remembers photographer and author Allen Appel, "there were no places that the hip people would buy things. You wouldn't go to Hecht's." But Georgetown Leather, that was worthy. The city's hippie artists would, Appel says, "save . . . money, or sell some dope, or do something to get enough money to go." Lines could snake out its M Street door."


    Don't worry you can always buy a manly check card holder...
    http://www.buy.com/prod/derek-alexander-leather-small-credit-card-holder/q/loc/16234/200899808.html

    Posted on 6/17/2009

     
  3. Red Said,

    I love your drama and oh how I miss Potomac Mills...so many memories!!

    Posted on 6/17/2009

     
  4. Rex Said,

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    Posted on 6/17/2009

     
  5. Rex Said,

    I will forever hate dogs that bark, walk like a robot then do a back flip. Or toy army men who constantly crawl across the floor only to shoot their toy guns!!! If I had a large enough coin purse I'd put them in it, tie them to a brick and have them take a dip in the Potomac :)


    Ahhhhh, that felt good to finally get out!

    Posted on 6/17/2009

     
  6. Seth Ward Said,

    But why does the coin purse have to go??? I still don't understand.

    Ah well, fanny packs are always in abundance in Nashville. Cards fit nicely in there! I think there are fanny pack clubs even.

    Hey, send the little fella to Fork. Shoot, I'll take it~

    Maybe you should auction it to raise money for the move...

    Bronze it! Put it on the good old Nashville Hearth.

    Just some thoughts.

    Posted on 6/18/2009

     
  7. The Cliff Said,

    I thought that since you were currently 'unemployed' you would find interesting things to put on your blog...instead you have turned into a blogermit like me...hording your brilliance all to yourself...shame on you!!

    Posted on 6/29/2009

     
  8. keith Said,

    I've been through two or three change purses in that time. I've tried to keep them after the pins fall out, but then the edges get sharp and I'm afraid I will cut myself when sticking my hand in my pocket.

    I recently stopped using a change purse when we started a little change bank for paying my daughter for doing chores. Instead of carrying change in my pocket, I just put it in the bank.

    Posted on 6/30/2009