a beautiful fateful thing
My grandfather gave me one of these on every birthday. It was all he ever gave me. It was never about the money, but always about how hard he struggled to give us what he was born without. When he immigrated legally from Italy, he brought with him the dream of that moment that is depicted on the back of that two dollar bill. A very great and wise man my grandfather was. Probably one of the last immigrants to ever really apreciate this nation.