This book is called The Keys to Life, Volume 1, and I received the first key from my father when I was about eight years old. My father was a bus driver then, and during that time bus drivers used a change maker in order to make change for the passengers. Therefore, my father always had lots of change lying around the house. I remember one summer day when I asked my father if he had any extra money so I could go to the store and buy a popsicle. That's when he said: "There is no su...