Mel once requested chips for a wall display at Leo's place, so I sent him a box of European jetons and plaques that would cover a three-foot square. In return, Mel sent me a box of Brass Core chips that he said I will probably not see anywhere else; all special colors and designs that I still have not seen anywhere else.

That gift was special to me, because in the box was included a phrase by Mel's mother; something she told him when he was a child... and something very, very close to what my mother told me when I was a child.
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(No, it had nothing to do with Brass Core chips )