As you can see, my mind is cluttered and could use a good cleaning. Maybe someday I will get around to doing that. But, for now I'll be satisfied to occasionally stumble into the Attic, where I store my memories, dust off one or two and reminisce. Every item you see in my Attic has a special memory and was originally placed here with care. Time has faded some things, however time will never erase the special feelings each item contains. To you this may look like no more than a conglomeration of trash. Keep in mind, one man's trash is another man's treasure.