As I was walking down the street toward the train station, I felt a coin in my pocket. So I pulled it out, and there was a head with wings on it, yet silver and the same size as a US dime. At first glance I thought it was foreign money–this globetrotter finds foreign currency left in the strangest places–but alas, it was a 1916 US Dime. It was really quite interesting. My thoughts started to run thinking about people that could have very well used that same coin almost 100 years ago, wondering what it was used to buy, and what the environment was like back then. Just such a nice little curious surprise.