Shep
Fifty six years ago this concrete dog lovingly named “Shep” sat on my Dad’s front lawn of the house where he grew up. The house my grandpa built so many years ago. Shep was just concrete but he was part of what made that house a home. My dad remembers him fondly and now has him at his house. Shep brings back warm feelings and precious memories of his boyhood.
Do you have an artifact that you have kept from your childhood that takes you back “home”? If so I would love to hear what you have kept…
