throwing out my brother’s autograph book from grammar school
contents:
about six autographs from friends, wishing him luck (which he didn’t have) and one wishing luck with girls (that’s the best one) some in dumb rhymes like kids would do.
about four autographs from adults, doubtlessly teachers. very cold-looking signatures. they don’t wish him luck. they just sign the book.
inserted into the book, an old photo of my brother as a toddler, sitting on Santa’s lap. he looks stunned.
most of the autograph book is blank. about 85% empty pages. still, my brother kept the autograph book all his life.
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