In that storage unit, for the last 15 years or so, have been two large plastic bins with some of my stuff in it. Stuff that I had when I was a kid, books, papers, trinkets, things... just random, random things.
When my Mom died last fall and the house passed to my aunts, my Mama visited the house and grabbed those two bins for me so they wouldn't get tossed or mixed up with other things that would be disposed of. (if you are confused by the "Mom" and "Mama" in that statement, then read this)
So, in the Easter weekend trip I took with The Lovely Steph Leann and Campbell down to Andalusia, Alabama, it was time to go through these boxes... in the late evening of Easter Saturday, I pulled out the two heavy bins that hadn't been opened in over a decade and a half, ripped off the crusty, dirty duct tape that held the lids on, and opened them up.
And here is some of the random crap I uncovered...
|These little tiger guys... about an inch high, puffy, and silly. |
And you would get these when you got a "highest average"
in a class over the six week period. I had like, 14 of these
piled up in the bins, though some were pretty ratty.
|For some reason, I have this knack for saving newpaper clippings of various events, disasters, celebrations and yes, deaths. And here is John Candy, from the March 5th, 1994 clipping in The Dothan Eagle|
|I've got the newspapers from the Colombine shootings, the 9/11 attacks, last years tornadoes in Tuscaloosa, and in this bin, wrapped up for a 15 years, The Dothan Eagle from the day after Elba's major flooding.|
|I don't even know how I got this... and I am pretty sure I never read it. |
An original Family Ties story? Talk about fan fiction...