The Smell From The Grill Can Spark Up Nostalgia
Just spent the last couple of hours or so going through old photos and baseball cards. Two realizations: (1) I was a lot fatter a lot younger than I ever thought; and (2) sports cards from the 80s-90s aren’t worth a damn thing (thank you, mass overproduction).
I did find my Wayne Gretzky autograph card and my “investments” as a 12-year old in every Ken Griffey, Jr. and Grant Hill card I could find. Ha! At least I don’t have a bucket of beanie babies sitting around somewhere.