This was first published to Facebook on December 3, 2009.

From time to time I’ll post a status update that says I found a dime. Many of you know the significance, but not everyone – so here’s why dimes are such a big deal.

Shortly after my father passed away in November 2001, I started to find dimes – in parking lots, on the floor in work, under seat cushions, in washing machines and dryers, on the sidewalk – pretty much everywhere. Not pennies, not assorted change – dimes. There were so many of them I thought there had to be a reason, so I started to keep them.

At one point I was talking to my sister Katie, explaining this to her and she said with all the certainty in the world – “They’re from Daddy”.… More...