Finding Rehomed Memories in a Thrift Store

One man’s trash is another man’s entire childhood.

Photo by Brooke Cagle via Unsplash

I picked one up and held it, rubbing my fingers over the hard glass bumps on the side. I laughed quietly to myself. I was holding part of my childhood.

That silly pint glass with the Charlie Brown cartoon on it is someone’s childhood. I like to think that if we took those glasses to Goodwill, they will find their way to the person that needs to see them.

Flaming pinball, nerd, music lover, wine snob, horrible violin player. No, I won’t stop taking pictures of my drinks. IG: vanessaltorre

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