When I was a little girl, I had a bottle cap collection. My older sister’s boyfriend had collected literally hundreds of different bottle caps and then lost interest. You know, the kind from a glass soda bottle you have to take off with a bottle opener? It was cool because it was his, and I was only 11. I was the happy recipient of his collection and continued to add to it as I grew older. Eventually, those bottle caps filled a small trash can- a decorator can, of course, and I was proud of it…..for a while…….and then I discovered boys, make-up, music, started dating, and couldn’t tell you where it ended up. Last I saw it; it was in the basement. That’s the way with many collections. We collect photographs of our family. I have many photo albums, and I treasure them. Some collections are truly precious. One of my favorite photo albums is the very first one I made. It was a gift for my husband, a memory of our time tog...
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