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coins and put the money in old postcards but the joke, it turned out, was on them.

Until I started getting coin dealers into the hobby there was only one dealer besides us with real money and that was Jonah Shapiro and his son Martin. Jonah was in rare coins and we had dealt with him in the late 1970ís. Postcard dealer Jim Morrison told me once that he was the only postcard dealer making a living doing nothing but postcards. All this of course changed.

Charlie and Jean McCoy

Charlie McCoy sort of rounded out the Georgia Mafia. Charlie made a lot of mistakes when he first started out and we all helped him if we could. But we also like to play practical jokes on him. We would all lie to him big time about unimportant things. I remember once we were at a show and talking about what a good guy he was. I said that I thought Charlie was really getting wise to our lies. I said that we should start telling him only the truth and really mess him up.

We were at a postcard show in Richmond, Virginia and Charlie was doing the show with his brother. Several of us were playing cards in Ernest Malcolmís room when Charlie called to ask what time we could get in the show the next morning, Sunday. Ernest told him we could get in at 8:00 but couldnít take in any money until 12:00. Ernest told him it was some kind of blue law they had. The next morning I sat with Charlie at the coffee shop. I knew he didnít know I was in Ernestís room when he called so I ask him what time he was going to the show. He said he thought he would go on over. I ask him if he knew he could take any money until 12:00. He said yes he did, that he had told his brother that was the stupidest law he had ever heard.

Charlie was the undisputed best salesman ever from our group and he and Jean are still going strong in the hobby. He has sold completely out several time had restocked each time. He has learned the business well and makes few mistakes any more.

Francine and I were very good friends with Charlie and Jean, going on a cruise together and visiting them often.

Ernest Malcolm

I first met Ernest in 1975 when I would call on him and sell him silver dollars. I will write more about Ernest under the chapter The Characters but wanted to say that knowing him and his wife meant a great deal to Francine and me. I still visit him or talk to him on the on the phone.



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