Two or three nights before weleft my dad, I had ten pennies laying on the dresser that had been given to meand I was excited about what I was going to buy with them (back then you couldbuy quite a bit of treats with ten pennies).¿I went to bed happy and woke up to see my pennies gone.¿ I knew right away, what had happened to mylittle treasure.¿ My temper flared; mymother took me by the hand and said, "Don"t say anything about the penniesbeing gone because your daddy will whip you". I had to keep my mouth closedeven though I was upset, but even back then I vowed "I Won"t Be Denied". When Iget grown I"m going to let him know how I feel. For some reason, the time asyet has not presented itself.