This Saturday I am attending my 55th high school reunion in Downingtown, Pennsylvania. I'm going to let go of a few things. Some memorabilia that I've been holding onto for the last fifty-five or so years. You know what folks, I can't take this with me when I'm put in the box and placed six feet under.
So this morning I went on the Facebook page for the Downingtown Historical Society and left a message that if anyone wants my
First in my family to graduate from high school
Interesting finds going through my memorabilia box, my first driver's license.
I think I'll hang on to that memorabilia. I'll ask to have it put in with me when I'm put on display at the funeral home. Maybe slip it between my two fingers with a note saying:
"You may need this for wherever your going."