My son has told me time and time again that I keep things an awful long time, long past when I should get rid of them. Like the tee shirt he got in high school at an amusement park — he’s now 34). But I found it in the back of my closet, and, well, it fits.
Anyway, now I think he might be right. My puppy just chewed up my favorite dust rag. It was one of my son’s diapers. Did I mention that he is now 34?`
