Quote from: Dennis on October 10, 2009, 04:13:52 AM
I remember being 11 and we were doing a time capsule. All the girls were writing stories about their future children and future husbands. They were putting in locks of their hair and pictures of themselves with makeup. What I wanted to include was a baseball I'd thrown when I got mis-categorized (according to the wisdom of the times) as a boy and pitched a very successful season in hardball. Then they found out I was a "girl". So I got kicked from the league, but I kept the baseball. I should look for it now. I tossed it away when it wasn't allowed in the time capsule. I put a drawing in of me driving a racing car.

I got to be there when they opened the time capsule. It was sad. I remembered what I wanted to put in. The drawing was pretty cool though

Dennis

Lovely story about the baseball. Wish that could've happened to me!  Strange how the past meant more to us at that age than the future. Well, not so strange, really.

PS. You driving a racecar?