Moms and Cards
When I was away at college (“WE ARE!”), my Mom told me I’d better come home and get my baseball cards. In a cleaning frenzy, my Dad had put them out with the trash. The good news: my Mom brought them back.
In all, my Mom saved about 4,000 cards mostly from 1957-1961. I still have some of them today.
So here’s my question: did your mother save your cards, or did she trash them?
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