Last year when we were cleaning out my grandpop's house after moving him to a nursing home, in the attic of his house was a box marked for me. It was filled with a bunch of stuff and toys that belonged to me as a kid. A lot of it was vintage :) but I saved the toys. Karly found this box and started playing with my old trucks. On the bottom of the truck, it says my name and 1978. It was kind of neat to think that I played with the same truck when I was one. I bet my grandmom and grandpop are smiling down from heaven.
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