On the other hand, it's nothing really extravagant. There are a couple pet charities who always get a check.
The topic of today's blog is the penny. One cent.
I've been running in to a rash of discarded pennies in mini mart parking lots. Not just one at a time, but three, or four, or five, or six.
You know what? I always pick them up. At this time of year, they're usually encrusted with rock salt and assorted other crud. It doesn't make a difference. I still pick them up.
They don't go in a jar. They do remain in my pocket, allowing me to offer exact change for my morning mini mart soda or occasional newspaper.
I know a penny doesn't go far, but the do add up, and it bothers me to see people throw away money.
