My grandma was a saint. I don't make that claim because she gave me cookies or was a foster parent or any of the other awesome things she did. She was a saint because of what she didn't do. She didn't throw out her son's baseball cards!
Because of that, as a kid, I always looked forward to the 2 hour drive to grandma's so I could see 'old' baseball cards. She had a few hundred cards from
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