I agonized, thinking my new
library card was too big for my wallet of important ID. It is not.
It’s a two-piece card,
perforated, providing a mini-ID for ‘whatever’.
That’s new. But an old practice
these days. I won’t be sharing the extra
gate-passer with anyone else. The
warning is clear in the fine print under my horrible looking signature (see
previous blog post). I am responsible
for whatever is borrowed on the card.
I’m backing away from any more responsibility at this time in my life. Both those cards are for me only!
The teeny one, hole punched,
can be added to my car key assortment of possibly needed information.
Now, I’m reminded of son
Darin’s caution many years ago that it wasn’t good for the automobile’s
ignition to have so much pulling on it or did he say ‘dragging’. Oh well, surely one more little card won’t
hurt.
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P.S. I asked for it so my old library
card was returned to me. I’m thinking, Antiques
Roadshow might bring their TV production to this area. I’ll have something besides a lamp and a
couple pieces of artwork for them to consider.
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