I was looking for fabric for  my daughter’s project and came across a bag of OLD towels. After finding the first tar stained beach towel, I realized they were from the cabinet of our, long ago, beach house. If those towels could talk, they would probably ask what happened with that whole Rodney King or White Water thing, or complain about beach stains or judicial appointments or their mislaundering… but they might also tell some really cute stories about my childhood. 

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