When I was a kid in the late 80s I hada lot of little shelves in my bedroom where I displayed my best cards. Nothing particularly valuable today (mostly rookie cards from the 80s) but they were worth a lot to me.
My sister and I would horseplay a lot, chasing each other around, banging against the walls, etc. Typical kid stuff.
One day I noticed that a whole bunch of cards from one shelf had disappeared. They were just gone, completely vanished. It made no sense to me as nobody outside the family had been in the room, so they couldn’t have been stolen, and nobody in the family had touched them.
It took me a while to put together what had happened, but I noticed that the missing cards were on a shelf that was right next to my garbage can. I vaguely recalled that a couple of days earlier while horsing around with my sister I had bumped into that shelf while running past it. I also realized that it had been garbage day the previous day and my mom had emptied the contents of the garbage can without looking at what was in it.
In all likelihood my cards ended up at the dump!
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