More Space

Tonight I finished cleaning out dad's old footlocker that I've been dragging around since freshman year of college. Strange to find my old checks and phone bills. I saved a canceled check that was signed by John Swain. I trashed a lot of worthless stuff - other people's creative writing assignments. There was a lot of my old Technician columns. I wonder if Josie is going to give a crap about her old man's jottings? Is she even going to know what a newspaper is?