Al put it in perspective: "When they hold my estate sale there's going to be a shoe box full of this stuff and the bidding will start at two bucks. For the whole box."
Yeah. Think about that. Everyplace I try to take it brings up other things. Mostly wise, few very comfortable.
But I get a sly smile thinking about a grandkid packing the box and saying, "Mom, what is this? Where the hell did grandpa get all this stuff?" And then sitting back and listening to stories, feeling the weight of the coins or the rings or the stones...
Anyway- Happy Father's day to those who have earned it. Love your kids today.
And Happy Solstice. Enjoy a long, sweaty, healthy summer.