Forget about lemonade stands – we had a penny stand.

We’d take a very large glass jar — like the gallon pickle jars from the deli — and cut a slit in the lid large enough to put a penny through. We’d fill the jar with water. On the bottom of the jar, we’d center a shot glass.

Kids would come by and send a penny through the slot, trying to get the penny to end up in the shot glass. Which of course, almost no one ever could do.

The lucky winner would get a nickel.

Now that I think back on it, we were underage gamblers!! No wonder some many of my generation love Atlantic City.