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|  Message 1177  |
|  Janis Kracht to All  |
|  The Collectors Newsletter No. 1053 July   |
|  29 Jul 16 17:41:00  |
 7. This Week's Stories and Requests for Help We try to post stories and comments from our readers each week. Send your story to newsletter@tias.com. With everyone enjoying the outdoors and vacations, we're a little short on new stories. For now, we'll republish some interesting stories from past issues, but we sure would love to hear new stories! Here is another interesting reprint from 2002: Things that a father keeps. Sometimes, it's the little things that a father keeps to remind him of his family... My father was hard working and through the tough times of the fifties he supported a young family. In the sixties he succeeded well enough to build a new home just in time for his fourth and final child and even "spoiled" his family with a built in swimming pool. Though our father supplied us with materialistic amenities, he was not one to show great emotion, a common trait among men who grew up in the thirties and forties. The seventies came and Daddy worked even harder, working nights and weekends and during this period I moved into my own place, creating a greater emotional distance. Then the nineties dawned and the millennium was approaching...but he would never see it. Cancer would take him after nine long struggling years. As my mother and I began to clean out my dad's "junk drawer" we laughed at the broken watches he hoarded, foreign coins that were never spent and ink pens long dry. "He was such a pack-rat, especially stupid stuff" my mother claimed, explaining earlier she had discovered a box of our flip-flops from summers long ago. Then among the junk, a certain little box, too small, I thought to myself, to hold anything important. But how I was mistaken. For in the box was the tinniest ring I had ever seen. My mother gasped and took if from me. " I thought this was lost long ago" then turned it back towards me so that I could see that it was initialed....my initials! It was my baby ring that had been given me at my christening. He had kept a part of me to himself all these years. The ring now sits open to display on a shelf, next to my baby picture and one of my father.....Dee Dee If you have a story about an unusual collection, your best yard sale find or how you started your collection, drop us a note at newsletter@tias.com. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-= -------------------------- --- BBBS/Li6 v4.10 Dada-2 * Origin: Prism bbs (1:261/38) |
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