Well, not really, but sort of. My wife and I walk a couple of miles most
days in an effort to shed some unsightly flab. We started this excursion
about the middle of May, and both of us have made some good progress toward
reaching our individual goals. Not infrequently, one of us will spot a
Zincoln lying on the sidewalk or street, and pick it up. Today, I spotted a
dime and scooped it up. Later she found a Zincoln, and ere we had traveled
much further, I snagged a Jefferson. To which I feel compelled to cry in a
voice both loud and long -- "Hey! This is fun!" :-)
Amistad
'finders keepers, losers weepers'