I only assigned a "G" condition to this coin because I can see the date and the lettering! Even that, on the reverse, is negligable. This one's been through many a transaction before the Mason Jar became it's home. As I place it, with its padded, protective capsule, back into its conatiner, a flash catches my eye. A not-so-old, deep scratch has made its way into the reverse side. Damn! It had to have come from my handling. With a sigh, it's back in its place.
This half-dime has been around! Who knows what pockets or change pouches it may have been in! Moderately circulated, only the outline of Liberty is visible. The shield is completely occluded. All lettering and the date are clear to see. On the reverse, the wreath is very much worn.. No mint mark is evident.. I"m working on building on to my 4-generation coin collection but, as a disabled veteran on a fixed income, am doing so, slowly as I can afford to. There are so many coins, such as the 1909-S Indian Head, that I'll likely never be able to afford. I'm 54 now. This collection is so precious, to me, because my great-grandfather, grandfather and love of my life--my dad, all built upon it. From the time I was 5 years old, I would go through the old ammo can, carefully picking out each piece and admiring the stunning artwork of the Standing Liberty quarters and all the old coins; this resulted in my father gifting me this collection several years before he passed away, in 2019. I miss him, so much but, when I'm in the collection looking through all of the items, I can remember sitting in the middle of our living room floor, hearing him speak of some "lost" half dimes and Seated Liberty Dimes. It would be three years after his death, when organizing my garage and the belongings from the old house, that I'd stumble upon another ammo can--one that I had no knowledge of and, one that he'd hidden so well that, even he, had forgotten where it was! I know he's looking down upon me as I found the two small shoeboxes containing amazing coins that I'd never laid eyes upon. Finally, my father's missing coins have been excavated from 40 years of hiding in his lawnmower shed!