My brother inherited our parents’ house after they passed away, and he has been steadily excavating through the piles of stuff they stored in the basement. (We’re finding out now that my parents apparently saved EVERYTHING.) He recently came across a “treasure trove” of my stuff and packed what would fit in a box and sent it to me. Although he called it “a big box of your crap,” I think a better word might be “a big box of blog fodder.” I thought it would be fun to write a series of posts about these “treasures” from the past. The first post featured my homemade Rolodex. This time out, let’s take a look at my wallet from high school.
Nothing says “money” and “class” like a dirty canvas wallet emblazoned with the incredible witty “Life Savings.” (I guess I missed the Velcro unicorn/rainbow wallets that seemed to be de rigueur among bloggers like Ti and Jill. ) I wonder what a person who had a wallet like this looked like?
Like this! Who carries an extremely unattractive photo of themselves in their own wallet? (Apparently me.) By the way, if you want to see this photo clearer, why not look at my Evolution of a Nerd post? It presents me in all my nerdy glory—from my cute beginnings to my inevitable descent into inescapable nerdom. What other photos did I carry in my wallet?
Awww…I always was a Daddy’s girl. Besides photos, I had a collection of cards for various organizations, including the Big Mac Club, a (vintage) Chick-Fil-A free sandwich card (never used), and my membership in a very important and prestigious organization:
My Girl Scout membership card! (By the way, if you missed it, here is a link to my Girl Scout badges post. I had them all, baby! And, if I may say so myself, the post is pretty funny.)
I’ve moved up in the world since I had this wallet (although not really all that much). My wallet is no longer canvas (it isn’t leather either though … it is a made of “ripstop nylon”) and I don’t carry my Girl Scout membership card anymore. (But maybe now that it is back in my possession, I’ll start carrying it again, even though it expired in 1981.)
Next up: the personal “flair” I wore to personalize my Catholic school uniform!