Spent Friday night at Mom and Dad's. :)
Dad went to Arkansas recently and met his siblings up at Grandma and Grandpa's house to sort through things, a bittersweet task. Dad told me about some wacky cat ashtray he was going to give me-- said I was the one person he thought would appreciate this oddity.
While I was sitting at the computer a few minutes ago, Dad came into the room and said "you want something you'll treasure always?" I said sure, and expected to see a kitty ashtray only an unquiet mind could appreciate. He held his hand out to me, gently cradling a small thing. "Now, don't ever get rid of this."
It was a white gold Swiss watch he got for Grandma when he was 17. Made payments on it. Lovely thing. Still ticks, too. How many times did that sweet lady look at this watch?
I'll be holding on to it. Thanks, Dad.