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Going through a box full of your childhood memories with your child can be a lot of fun. But it’s advisable to prescreen the contents of the box before taking your little trip down Memory Lane together. I learned the hard way.

The plastic shoebox with my name labeled on the lid was discovered in a far corner of my parents’ closet when my mom and I were cleaning it out after dad died. 

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