 This summer, I was going to Ziggy Marley’s tribute concert. It was my first time at our local amphitheater and I was excited to join a fun group of friends for the evening. Next step: what to wear?
I left my office and walked to a boutique in the neighborhood. I found something cute and went up to buy it. The checkout girl was new. I told her my office was right around the corner as she took my payment. Her eyes widened.  I never realized how important it was. Or more to the point, how many times it would be handed down.
It was a little red Patagonia jacket. Size 3T. I bought it 40 years ago as a gift for my niece. She was an adorable toddler at the time. As it turned out, she was a bit too big for the jacket, so I gave it to my nephew. He wore it until his arms were so long that the navy blue cuffs hit him mid-forearm. |
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