Jabberwocky for 2004 November 19 (entry 0)

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Pink Socks: Grandma Jessie used to be in charge of charitable donations at her church in Orange County, and she always receive many more clothes than the needy people in her congragation could use, so she would bag them up in big black trash bags and send them home with us. We called it "The Bag". Then we would go through The Bag and take what we could use and people we knew could use, and then The Bag would go to Grandma Rosie for her garage sale or the field workers or people at her church.

I have a pair of pink socks that came out of The Bag, oh, probably twenty years ago. They are still good and haven't worn thin, despite the fact that I wear them often because I like them. A lot. There was a counterpart pair of socks I got from The Bag at the same time, the same sock but in sage green, which has long ago reunited with Mother Earth. But my pink socks just wear on and on. I think they are some kind of miracle sock. Super socks. The socks for eternity.

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