It’s the Pitts
I wasn’t always a tightwad. I didn’t always stoop to pick up pennies, straighten bent paper clips or shop in thrift stores. As a kid my grandparents gave me ten Carson City silver dollars every Christmas and birthday and if I had all those coins now I might ...
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