In my dad’s garage are stashed a few items that would be of little significance to anyone else, but that mean the world to him: a charred license plate and an old mechanic’s shirt—the kind he wore daily in his farming years—with the back torn away entirely.
What Makes You Remember?
What Makes You Remember?
What Makes You Remember?
In my dad’s garage are stashed a few items that would be of little significance to anyone else, but that mean the world to him: a charred license plate and an old mechanic’s shirt—the kind he wore daily in his farming years—with the back torn away entirely.