Who knew cleaning out a closet would unleash a wave of memories?
I didn’t, until I started coming across things such as plaques and awards. But mostly, recollections came from baseball hats I once wore.
The top of my closet was stuffed, so much so there really wasn’t much room for anything else.
I should have counted how many hats I had up there. I know for certain it was more than 10 from many stages of my life in the last 10 years.