Man collects pennies for 45 years, stumping bank tellers when he finally cashes in

Throughout our lives, many of us have engaged in the act of collecting various items. From stamps to baseball cards, these collections often hold sentimental value or are simply a hobby. However, one man took collecting to a whole new level by amassing a staggering amount of pennies over the course of 45 years.

Imagine if you were to collect every penny you came across for just one month. How many do you think you would have? Now, extend that timeframe to an entire year. The number grows significantly, doesn’t it? Now, brace yourself for the mind-boggling notion of collecting pennies for 45 years.

This dedicated individual embarked on a lifelong mission to gather as many pennies as possible. Day after day, he scoured the streets, searched through couch cushions, and diligently saved every penny that crossed his path. With each passing year, his collection grew larger and more impressive.

When the time finally came to cash in his collection, he made his way to the bank. The bank tellers were left astounded as they witnessed the sheer magnitude of his accomplishment. Counting and recounting, they marveled at the countless stacks of pennies before them.

This man’s dedication and commitment to his collection serve as a testament to the power of perseverance and passion. His story is a reminder that even the smallest actions, such as collecting pennies, can lead to remarkable achievements over time.

Otha Anders is a teacher from the state of Louisiana.

When he began collecting coins in the late 1960s, it wasn’t to amass any type of wealth, he just liked doing it.

Even when the government began a program of paying $125 for every $100 of pennies turned in, he wasn’t interested.

He liked having the collection.

Collecting pennies as an excuse to say a prayer.

Anders said that he began seeing pennies as a reminder to stop and say a prayer.

“If I would see a penny when I’m gassing up, on the ground, or in a store, it would be a reminder to stop right there and say a prayer,” Anders said to ABC News. “I never failed to do that. That’s why they had so much value to me.”

At no point during all of his penny-collecting did Anders accept coins as a gift from anyone else.

“But I never allowed anyone, not even my wife nor children, to give me pennies without being compensated,” he continued. “I wanted the inner satisfaction that God and I acquired this collection.”

Over time this practice of stopping what he was doing and saying a prayer every time he saw a penny became important to Anders.

He noticed that on days where he wasn’t thankful enough for what he had, a penny would show up in his sights to remind him.

“I became convinced that spotting a lost or dropped penny was an additional God-given incentive reminding me to always be thankful. There have been days where I failed to pray and more often than not, a lost or dropped penny would show up to remind me.”

Related Posts

Melania Trump’s wedding dress ‘for sale’ on eBay for eye-watering amount

Melania’s opulent Christian Dior dress, designed by John Galliano, from her January 2005 wedding to Donald Trump was listed for sale at $45,000 (or best offer)—a steep…

I ASKED MY NEIGHBOR TO CLEAN UP AFTER USING MY BBQ — THE NEXT DAY, SHE LEFT HER OWN “RULES” ON MY DOOR, BUT I SHUT THAT DOWN. So, about six months ago, a new neighbor moved in — a woman (40) with her son (16). At first, she seemed chill. I even lent her some household stuff and let her use my outdoor grill station when we weren’t home. No big deal, right? Wrong. One weekend, me, my husband and our kids went to visit my parents. We came back, and boom — MY BACKYARD LOOKED LIKE A FRAT HOUSE HAD JUST HOSTED A BBQ APOCALYPSE. Empty bottles, food scraps, grill left dirty like it had survived a grease explosion. I ask her about it, and she just shrugs, saying it was her son’s birthday, so you know, it’s just kids, it’s what kids do. Apparently, I shouldn’t make a fuss over something so minor. Lady, it’s my backyard, not a public park! So, I do the reasonable thing. I draft up three simple rules: 1. If you use something, clean it and put it back. 2. Please, clean up after your child. 3. That’s it. Just be respectful. I hand it to her, thinking we’re all good. THE NEXT DAY, I WAKE UP TO A LIST OF HER RULES TAPED TO MY DOOR. HER rules. For MY property. Spoiler: I didn’t follow her rules. In two weeks, her son knocked on my door and pleaded, “Ma’am, please, stop!” 👇🏼 Full story in the first comment 👇

Camilla allows her new neighbor, Claire, to use her barbecue… until she goes home to a backyard disaster. When Camilla asks for basic respect, her neighbor demands…

MY SISTER TOOK BACK THE CAR SHE GIFTED ME AFTER I UPGRADED IT, SO I TAUGHT HER A LESSON. My older sister sold me her old car for a symbolic amount. It hadn’t run in ages, with flat tires and rust under the hood. But she made a big deal out of gifting it to me. Knowing my way around cars, I invested $5,000 to upgrade everything—new interior, fresh paint, new tires, and wheels. I was thrilled with the result. One morning, as I was about to leave for university, my sister stormed in, DEMANDING THE CAR BACK. I was sh0cked. She claimed her husband’s car had broken down, and since she hadn’t sent the sale documents, the car was still legally hers. She said she had changed her mind. My parents sided with her, arguing that she needed the car for her kids. My first thought was to call the police, but then I had a better idea. I decided to teach her a lesson she wouldn’t forget. I went to ⬇️ Full story in 1st comment

To be honest, I never imagined a beat-up old automobile would become the center of family drama, but here we are. It all began when my older…

A POOR BOY’S LIFE CHANGES AFTER HE PULLS AN OLD, RUSTY CHAIN STICKING OUT OF THE SAND ON A REMOTE BEACH Adam is 13 years old and lives with his grandfather in an old trailer near the ocean. His parents passed away when he was just 3, and since then, his grandpa has been his only family. They don’t have much, but his grandpa has raised him well—Adam is strong, smart, and way more mature than most kids his age. One afternoon, he rode his bike down to the beach, just like any other day. He wandered along the shore, letting the waves tickle his feet—until something caught his eye. A thick, rusted chain lay partially buried in the sand. Curious, Adam grabbed it and pulled—but it barely budged. Whatever it was connected to was massive. From that moment on, Adam became obsessed with digging. He had no idea what he was about to uncover—or how it was about to change his life forever ⬇️

The rusted chain jutting from the sand seemed worthless to everyone else, but to 13-year-old Adam, it promised an escape from poverty. He couldn’t have known that…

THEY WERE PRAYING IN A CIRCLE—BUT NO ONE TAUGHT THEM HOW It was just after snack time, and I was washing out some paint cups when I noticed the room had gone oddly quiet. Too quiet for a group of 4- and 5-year-olds who usually treated volume like a sport. I turned the corner into the play area and stopped in my tracks. Four of them—Niko, Janelle, Izzy, and Samir—were sitting cross-legged in a perfect little circle. Hands held. Eyes shut. Heads bowed. They were whispering something I couldn’t quite catch at first. I thought maybe it was a song or one of those rhyming games they loved. But when I leaned in, I realized they were… praying. Like, really praying. Asking for things. Saying “Amen.” Janelle even crossed herself at the end like she’d seen in church. Thing is, we don’t do any kind of religious activity in our classroom. It’s a public kindergarten. No nativity plays, no Bible stories, nothing. And I’d never seen any of these four talk about faith or even mimic that kind of behavior before. I crouched down and gently asked, “Hey, what are you guys doing?” Izzy opened one eye and whispered, “We’re asking the sky to help us.” “Help you with what?” I asked. Niko just said, ⬇️

It was just after snack time, and I was washing out some paint cups when I noticed the room had gone oddly quiet. Too quiet for a…

Try stretching your ring finger with your thumb and holding it for a few seconds. You’ll be amazed by the reason behind it! (check in first comment👇)

Can we achieve peace and harmony with just our hands? Let’s explore some mudras (hand gestures) and their benefits: Gyan Mudra (Knowledge Mudra): How to do it: Sit…