The letter K …
I have almost every ticket stub from every concert I have been to. I have always thought I would do something clever with them, but the idea has just never struck. I also have a handful of stuffed animals, some drawings and school pictures from my youth. They really don’t mean a lot to anyone but me. I would like to think someday when I am gone, they might bring a smile to my daughter’s face as some of my Mom and Dad’s keepsakes have done to me and my sister. I think all of us have a certain number of things we keep besides pictures that take us back to yesterday. From autograph books and old poems, I wrote, from baby blankets to dolls; there are memories all around me. Some of them I kept, and some my parents kept for me. But almost all will bring a smile … well maybe a few will bring a groan. I am grateful for my keepsakes.