An old t-shirt story July 23, 2008
I was recently digging through my old t-shirts for something clean to wear. I don’t know about you but every t-shirt I have ever worn seems to have a story to tell, a small piece of my past sealed within its very fabric. I ended up sitting there for ages remembering this and that. It was like looking at an old photo album.
Some were happy stories, about holidays I had been on and people I had met. Others brought back embarrassing occasions and times I would much rather forget, but they were all memorable. T-shirts are like that.
It dawned on me that …