“What ya’ doing?
“Packing up Grandma’s stuff. Like this everyday china.”
“You givin’ it to the thrift store?”
“I don’t know what else to do with it. Do you want it?”
“Why would I want those plates?”
“They were Grandma’s, that’s why!”
“But they’re crazed and stained. The cups are chipped.”
“Remember her fried chicken? It was s-o-o good.”
“Yah, and her meat pies. The best.”
“She gave me my first milky tea in one of those cups.”
“Yah, and that’s why it’s chipped.”
A pause.
“Okay, I’ll take one plate, but just to remember Grandma.”
“Yah, me, too.”
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A Prairie Perspective 
It is so hard to know what to do with the things that trigger memories, but that aren’t really keepsakes in the normal sense of the word.
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Amen!
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Great story, Margaret. One is enough for the memories without becoming clutter.
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I’m currently wearing my late granddad’s jumper! There is nothing special about it, it’s just an ordinary wooly jumper but it’s one of my favourites because it was his.
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I liked how one chipped plate was able to invoke so many memories and stories.
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Sometimes it’s the little things that mean so much.
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Nice. One is really all you need.
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“One” can easily represent “totality” especially when it comes to memories. Plus, it’s easier to find room for “one” than for a multitude. Just sayin’
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I totally agree.
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Great story, Margaret. One is enough for the memories without becoming clutter.
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