Behind the Venue, My Husband Handed Me a Scrapbook Pulled From the Dumpster

Inside were handmade gifts, dozens of them, old birthday cards with wobbly letters, painted rocks, macaroni art in various stages of disintegration, a clay object that might have been a bowl or an ashtray or something without a category. Each piece had a small note in Barbara’s handwriting with an age and an occasion. From David, age 5. Mother’s Day.continue reading …