My dad regularly kept all of her loose change. She had a system of jars that held odd denominations of coins. The dime jar seemed to take forever to fill. Each time they would fill up she would then spend hours rolling the coins plus taking them to the bank. They were deposited into the savings account so my pal and I would be prepared for a “rainy afternoon”. As a kid, I thought this was a crazy thing to do. Dad regularly said one afternoon I would understand. I have since moved out on my own plus my parents are getting older. Last year my Dad called plus said that they were having trouble with the boiler. I headed over to check the circuit breakers plus such plus could not find the problem. I then locationd a call to the Heating as well as Air Conditioning contractor that had worked on the system for many years. When she arrived she found that the electrical system within the boiler was beyond repair. She talked with us plus gave us the best possibilities that would fit the size apartment plus the needs of my folks. After hearing the news plus how much it would cost I began to worry about how they would afford such a extravagant upgrade. My dad just sat calmly plus listened to everything. At the end of the conversation she went to the drawer plus simply wrote a check for the entire cost. After the contractor left I asked him if this was too much of a burden on them. She chuckled plus said, “remember my coin jars”, I regularly said I was saving for a rainy afternoon. All those years of saving loose change afforded them the luxury of not worrying when repairs had to be made. Guess I will start saving coins tomorrow.