In the examination and dispersal of old
junk department; digging up the midden; decluttering; what to keep, what to toss. An absolutely brave and praiseworthy enterprise. Endless though, innit?
Found. This.
The answer to some SOS or other. Must
have been important at the time. Looks like California so it might
have been when we ran out of gas on the second or third cross-country
trip. Maps generate all kinds of memories, related or not. It wasn't
when the car quit after slowly heaving its way up the Colorado
Rockies. Or the alternator trouble in Alabama, forcing an
overnighter. Definitely not when stuck on the muddy banks of the
Tecolutla River.
Into the bin, this.
No comments:
Post a Comment