As you can see, it's a nothing little key chain, completely utilitarian, with nary a decorative feature. But that sturdy little son of a gun just keeps doing its job. I would never have guessed in a million years when he gave it to me that I'd still have it 42 years later.
I bet if he was here he'd have forgotten all about the keychain. To him it was just a practical thing. He had keys made and they needed a keychain. It had no significance beyond that. It probably didn't even cost a dollar.
He could have never guessed that all these years later, that keychain is just about my favorite thing he ever gave me.
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