Posted On: April 28th 2026, 01:15 am
There's a memory somewhere deep down inside that pops up when I get handed a DoubleTree cookie. When we were little, Dad went on a work trip, and he came back with a mint green tin that had a little white pattern around the outside. Inside was a stack of chocolate chip cookies. He'd brought them back for Mom because they had walnuts in them and she liked them too. The cookies got eaten, and the tin was washed and dried, and I used that tin for a couple years for all sorts of treasures. At some point it became a little tin of tiny stamps, and another year it had beads in it. Somewhere along the way the little tin got cleaned out and put in a box of other tins and tumblers, that got sold in one of Mom's everything must go garage sales out on Barnett Street. ...and now when they hand me a hot fresh cookie at check-in, I just think of Dad and the little tin of cookies cause they were his favorites that he brought home to mom who loved them too.
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