[ SECRET POST #3955 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3955 ⌋

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(One Punch Man, artist Yusuke Murata)







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Comments

Re: What is the oldest thing you own?

[(Anonymous)]

A crystal paperweight engraved June 16 / 1894, given to my great grandparents as a wedding gift. (No, I didn't accidentally drop a couple of 'greats'; the generations in my family are super spread out.)

Re: What is the oldest thing you own?

[bur]

I feel you. My grandma was born in 1903, and I'm barely in my 30s, so. SPREAD OUT GENERATIONS REPRESENT!

Re: What is the oldest thing you own?

[(Anonymous)]

Damn! You've got me beat. I'm 30 and my grandfather was born in 1910.

Having such spread out generations is interesting to me, now that I'm older and have some perspective on it. It's like having a brush with history, in a weird way, you know? I mean, when I remember my grandfather, I remember someone who felt like he was from another time in a really distinct way. He wasn't just an elderly person, he was historical. Like, three of his siblings died at once of Spanish Flu. He helped run the farm when he was in single digits. He was going to become a doctor but then his eyesight started to fail him and he was told he would never become a doctor, so he became a teacher instead. Plus, the way he raised my dad was really outdated and strict, even for the 50s. (Fortunately my dad didn't follow suit.)