Life happened, but the purge isn’t deterred.

First… A cool old Pringles can.

When I bought it for a quarter in a thrift store years ago, it had cool old tennis balls inside. Izzy long ago got a hold of them. I don’t want the can, even though it’s pretty cool.

Next is a coaches directory.

Phone numbers come in handy as a reporter. Hopefully, those days​are done.

This is memories.

Long John underwear, bought by a person who I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to. I cared about her, she cared about me. But the redhead who cut me loose gets to still say hi.

See ya…