Annie's Micro-Museum, Nostalgic Stories

Why the comb in my Dad’s pocket reminds me to save money (Part 3)

I remember being handed a little, black plastic comb at just about every school picture day in elementary school. I started kindergarten in 1987. Each kid got their very own comb to use before their picture was taken. Sometimes there'd be a little mirror to look in just before it was your turn. If you… Continue reading Why the comb in my Dad’s pocket reminds me to save money (Part 3)