Except the thing about making wishes in fountains is that my wishes almost never come true. Ever. I mean, sometimes my wishes have been a bit extreme. Once when I was probably about 8 years old, I wished to have a pet dolphin and that might have been a little too much even for the universe and my parents probably would have heavily objected and the dolphin would have died for lack of giant tank in our back yard. But I felt that on this particular day, in this particular fountain and with these particular shiny pennies, that my wishes were entirely reasonable.
Ah, but that is life. It doesn’t always take us down the reasonable paths, so I threw in a few nickels as a bribe just in case.