I remember the elaborate string to the door handle, the other end tied to my tooth ... then my older sister gleefully slamming the door. I'm sure she really hoped it didn't pop the tooth out so that she could do it a few more times.

Then there was the horror that the tooth went flying and I might not get any money from the tooth fairy!!! We eventually found it ... and ... back then, the tooth fairy gave out silver dollars. But, in the morning, after I found my silver dollar, I had to give it to my parents for safe keeping... The next time we went to the store, I could get a treat in lieu of that dollar.

It's actually just dawning on me now ... I wonder if it was always the same silver dollar???? I might have to get to the bottom of this.