Memory
My mom asked me what I wanted of my dad's. He had passed away 6 years ago and we miss him dearly. I had asked for his Prismacolor colored pencils. She finally found them and sent them out. I remember using these, when I was little. They have been, well loved, by the looks of the box. The latch had torn off and it's held together with tape. Now to put these to use.
What a memory treasure!! :)
ReplyDeleteI have the last thing my dad was making in his wood shop.