When I was a youngster, maybe 6 or 7 years old my grandpa wanted help getting the stinkbugs out of his garden. He gave me a metal coffee can with about 3 inches of gasoline in it and told me he would give me a penny for every bug I killed. I went through part of his garden catching stinkbugs and probably other bugs and putting them in the can. When I got hot and tired and the can was about full I took it to him and showed him. He looked in the can and acted like he was counting and pretty soon he nodded, set the can down and handed me a $5 bill. I was amazed at how fast he could count.
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Yeah, that "old math" was pretty amazing. My mom used it when we were kids picking up walnuts for her to store. A penny apiece as well.
Funny, the count sure seemed higher when we had to help shell them ;-)
I love the memories that I have of my Grandpa like that. One of my greatest regrets is that he passed on before he could know my Wife and Daughter.
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