Here's another column from my pre-retirement career...a little piece about how unpredictable the future always is. Read on! Going through some of my parent's stuff recently, I came across a small, heavy box with my name on it, marked in my dad's handwriting. The battered old box was typical of my dad; clearly it had been used, used again, and then packed and taped tightly enough to repel hordes of invaders. Infinitely curious, I dug my way through the wrapping. Inside, I found 28 rolls of uncirculated pennies dating from 1956 to 1964. Under the pennies, I discovered a note from my dad, written in 2002, when he would have been 84 years old. It said: "Back in the early 60's, I bought about 80 rolls of uncirculated pennies, at about $2 per roll, thinking they would inflate at a great rate. So now, 40 years later, they are quoted at 65 cents per roll, a loss of $1.35 on each...wow! So I am giving each of my sons these rolls to do as each pleases. Love, Dad...