Why a picture of a garbage bin? Well I got a story to tell.
It started last Sunday evening, my son Tony, in a fit of pique, tore up the autographs he had gotten at the CBA games. He immediately regretted doing so, and was looking for a way to put them back together. He left the pieces of the autographs on the dining room table. When the Ayi was cleaning today, she thought these were useless scraps of paper and threw them out.
I had to go to the bin in the photo above and try to retrieve them. There were three pieces. I found one right away. I showed this to Tony. Together, we dug through the rest of the bin and eventually found the other two pieces of paper. It was a dirty job that will not go unpunished. It contradicts a narrative Tony seems bent on believing and so wasn’t appreciated.
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