So, there I was on Christmas Day leaving my parent’s house when my brother handed me a mystery present from behind his back.
“Where’d you get this?” I asked amazed, as the reality of the gift sunk in and it actually grew heavy in my hands.
“If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”
I nodded my ascent, and stared down at the grainy photos, the frayed edges, inhaling the scent of nostalgia.
Yes, I posted the link to Orson Well’s radio broadcast as a joke to celebrate history’s best end of the world scam…EVER. But, sometimes the joke turns into something that feels like magic in your hands. Sometimes, it just happens that way.
Thanks big bro, for an awesome keepsake that actually took my breath away.