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Most Saturdays in the 60’s my mom would drop me and my friend at the movie theater and she would always give me a dime to call her when the movie was over to pick us up. I would always take my phone call dime and buy Burnt Peanuts. After the movie, not having the phone call dime, we would walk to the police station and ask them to call my mom. My mother would always skip a heart beat when she got the phone call because my friend and I were pretty mischievous. ~ Mike from California