The man in your pocket
Frank Gasparro liked to play a small trick on store cashiers. He would hand over a penny, flip it to the back, and announce that he had designed it. By his own account it rarely landed: "They look at me like I was crazy, so I don't do it anymore," he once said. But he wasn't bragging. He was telling the literal truth — and so few people believed him that it became a kind of private joke about a strange career. He had made art that billions of people carried, and almost none of them knew his name.
Gasparro was born in Philadelphia on August 26, 1909, the son of Italian immigrants. He showed a gift for sculpture young. As a teenager he apprenticed under Giuseppe Donato, who had himself worked in the Paris studio of Auguste Rodin — so the boy from South Philadelphia learned his craft one handshake away from the most famous sculptor of the age. He graduated from South Philadelphia High School in 1927, studied at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, and won scholarships that sent him to Europe to refine his hand.
In December 1942, with the country at war and grand sculpture commissions scarce, Gasparro took a steady job: assistant engraver at the United States Mint in Philadelphia, under Chief Engraver John R. Sinnock. It was meant to be practical work. It became a life's work. He would stay at the Mint for nearly forty years, and on February 23, 1965, he was sworn in as its 10th Chief Engraver — the artist responsible for the look of the nation's money. He held the post until he retired on January 16, 1981.
By the time he died in 2001, at 92, his designs had been struck onto more coins than those of perhaps any artist in history. The Lincoln Memorial reverse alone ran from 1959 to 2008 — well over 100 billion pennies. The man in the pocket, it turned out, was telling the truth all along.