In the garage, there are some plastic totes. In those totes are photographs, most of them old. In those lay memories, past but not forgotten.
Little laughters, sometimes tears. First was one, then two, then three, and now four. Yup, all boys.
Trips to the park, birthday parties. Progressing to roads trips to Virginia Beach and family vacations in Maine.
The little O'sh G'osh jeans, then bigger jeans. Photo's of you wearing Aeropostle and American Eagle. School dances, senior pictures, first girlfriends and then some of graduation.
Last ones in there include motorcycles, cars and bar-b-ques.
Where have the years all gone?
Sometimes less is more--I like the stripped-down but still individual details and the willingness to present the reader with an artifact without a lot of tedious explanation. This does week 13 nicely.
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