A Christmas 1997 keychain, but there is another story: I was using this keychain in March 2000 when my wife was nine months pregnant with our firstborn, Jonathan. At the time I worked thirty miles from home, and when she called to tell me she thought she was going into labor, I grabbed my stuff and ran for the car. As I was running down the steps, I dropped my keys, and my poor fish bones shattered. I quickly grabbed the pieces and later super-glued them back together. I haven't used this keychain since, but I keep it for sentimental reasons.

« Previous Next »

Return to: Top of Page | Home Page » The Attic » Grishny's Keychain Collection » Page Eleven