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The shoe box.

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Just over a year ago I undertook a project at a house I own, and rent to my daughter. The garage was in bad condition and I repaired it and put sideing on the outside. When I looked inside I could not believe it, junk all over, it looked like one of those TV shows where they have to clean out the whole house. Lucky for me the house was fine, it was just the garage that was a mess. After I explained to my daughter and granddaughter several times why they should clean out the place, and it did not happen, I knew it was up to me. Now the thing to do was to rent a dumpster and some guys to throw everything into it. That would cost money so I (a cheapskate) would be doing it myself. Each week before trash day I would spend the afternoon filling garbage cans and draging stuff out to the curb. After many weeks work I was down to the back wall, just a few things left. One thing was a big wooden trunk and when I pulled on it I found it was very light, almost empty. I opened it and took out some things, than I saw it, a shoe box in the bottom of the trunk. On the top was written "baseball cards". Oh boy now this job was starting to be fun. I took the box over to a work bench and opened it, Hundreds of cards, maybe thousands, all stacked on edge tightly, row on top of row. Some were loose on top. The first one I pick up is a football card, O. J. Simpson. Next was a hockey card, and than lots of baseball cards, and some basketball cards too. This was a treasure chest to me. The cards were mostly in great condition and they were all from the early 1970's to the mid 70's. they had been in the trunk for more than 30 years, safe, dry, and clean. I ask who may have owned them, no one knew, they may have come with the house. They were mine now. I have my own hockey card collection so this was a nice addition. Last winter I spent a month and a half sorting and cataloging almost 2000 cards. It was a nice way to spend a cold winter, and now you can find many of them for sale on this website. So that dirty job that no one wanted to do turned out to be a big thrill and a lot of fun for me. Now when I see a pile of junk, I see an adventure and I jump right in and start sorting.
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