I have a bunch of them, mostly stuff from particularly nostalgic periods in my life. I get sentimental so easily haha. I still have this really old fleecy coat I’ve had since I started school. I’d never give it up even though it’s not my style anymore as I mostly wear puffer coats now
My dad’s pool stick.
He struggled with addiction until the end. In the depths of alcoholism when he was selling everything to have money for it, he didn’t sell that. Even after the pool table was gone, he had no home, no money for food… Never sold it.
I’ll never part with it. It’s the thing that reminded him of what he had at one point. The life. The Business. The family.