When I was a little boy I lived at 42 Coventry Drive in Chillicothe, Ohio. My best friend, Lori Zonner, lived right next door at 40 Coventry Drive.
When it was raining we would stay inside and watch her guppies or play in the sandbox in my garage, but if the weather was nice we'd walk along the road looking for pretty pebbles.
There were a lot of brown ones. We prized the red ones. Some were just an interesting shape. I would take them home and give them to my mother.
When we were cleaning out my father's estate I discovered small box full of rocks. Mom had saved them.
I felt silly feeling so emotional over a box of rocks.
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