I remember the first time I saw the Egyptian High Dam pound. It wasn’t in a collector’s case or an auction—it was in my grandfather’s hand. He held it up to the light, his wrinkled fingers carefully turning it over, as if revealing a secret only he and the coin knew.
A Treasure from the Past
“Do you see this?” he asked, his voice carrying the weight of years gone by. “This is not just a coin. This is history.”
I leaned in, watching the way the engraved dam on the front seemed to rise from the surface, standing strong just like it had for decades. He told me how, back in the 1960s, Egypt was changing—taking control of its destiny, building the Aswan High Dam to harness the power of the Nile. And to mark the occasion, this coin was born, a tribute to the ambition and resilience of a nation.
A Coin with a Story
My grandfather wasn’t just a collector; he was a storyteller. Every coin in his collection had a tale, but this one held a special place. He recounted the moment he got it—how a friend had given it to him, fresh from circulation, still gleaming. He had kept it ever since, a reminder of a time when Egypt stood tall, defying challenges and pushing forward.
“This dam,” he said, tapping the coin gently, “it tamed the Nile. It gave people power, water, hope.” And with that, I understood why this little piece of metal meant so much to him.
More Than Just a Coin
It wasn’t about rarity or market value. It was about the hands that had held it, the stories it had lived through. This coin had witnessed history—it had passed from one person to another, carrying whispers of the past. And now, it was mine to hold, to remember, to pass on one day.
I still keep my grandfather’s Egyptian High Dam pound, not in a locked case, but in a place where I can see it often. Because every time I do, I hear his voice again, feel the warmth of his stories, and remember that some treasures are worth far more than their weight in silver.
Do you have a coin—or any collectible—that holds a special story? I’d love to hear about it. Let’s keep the stories alive, just like my grandfather did.