Let’s see:

The tin also says, “Don’t lose your appeal.” It could have  also suggested that you don’t have to eat them, but you can just open the tin and enjoy dissents.

I can’t tell when this DC package was mailed. But it’s before my time, for sure. And, back then, how did you go into a post office and buy one half cent stamp? “I’m sorry. I just don’t need two.” The stamp is from the early 1920s. I have long wondered whether Nathan would be happy he was honored by a stamp, or disturbed that they gave him the half cent.

I actually have a bunch of these in the box. Boston, Chicago, Grand Canyon, and others as well as these.

A birthday card from decades ago from our friends, the Hammers. None of us knew the definition of “Old Guy” back then.

My grandfather’s luggage, or maybe doctor’s bag,q we Q she decided to go work with him. He was like I won’t be bored. You said you didn’t want a bagel and there’s some child. There’s some ocean chips there. If you want to so and when I said you don’t want to watch people tag. He passed away in 1953.

This is from a wedding of one of the sons of our friends, the Zimbalists. Now and then, I would put it on our table when we had guests. The Vaad never caught me.

This is part of my really random collection. $20 will get you into this event where you will have no idea what is going on.

Finally:

Remember when Bryce Harper was a Nat?

That is enough for a quiet Friday. I have to go to the grocery store. Black Friday, right? I guess I will fill up on licorice.