He drove a green Dodge Dart

It's because I've been sorting through my collection of file boxes, the contents of which are organized and indexed, that Genie started reading my stories. See, I came across a notebook from our grade six English class that was full of notes, not about A Separate Peace but about Rodney Sanford and Roger Larmon. When I emailed her to tell her what I'd found, she asked why I would keep such a thing for so long. I told her, it's because I write stories. I need these arcane artifacts to spur my memories, so I can spin a yarn.

The other thing I found was my old wallet, circa high school. And this is an inventory of its contents:

• two ticket stubs for a draw for a "Bouquet of Violets" hand embroidered quilt, the draw to be held Monday, December 8 at St. Alexanders Church Hall


• a map, drawn on a paper napkin, showing the way to Elaine Court in St. Catharines, where my friend Johnston Hall lived


• a receipt for a money order, payable to McGill University, for $114.00


• John D'Ambrosio's business card from United Motor & Collision Centre, 276 Merritt Street, St. Catharines — my first Volkswagen mechanic


• my membership card for the Official Blondie Fan Club


• a business card sized card that reads THIS ENTITLES THE BEARER TO ONE FREE HUG — PASS ON TO A FRIEND


• the VIA train schedule for Toronto-Hamilton-Niagara


• a no-name business card from my first part time job: LEST TEXTILES ITI INC./INTERNATIONAL TRADERS INC., Auite 1110, 140 Cremazie W., Montreal. Telex # 05-826549


• a 10% discount card for The Jeanery


• a black and white passport photo of me with a great deal of hair


• ticket stub for the Montreal Expos National League championship game no. 3


• ticket stub for the Moody Blues at the Montreal Forum


• ditto, Genesis


• ditto, AC-DC


• three ticket stubs for a performance of Camelot at the College of Education Theatre, Brock University


• a ticket stub from Hamilton Place for a Friday matinee. All I can make out on the half I have is "LLET"


• a ticket stub from a performance of The Merchant of Venice at Stratford


• ditto Romeo and Juliet


• a ticket stub from Exhibition Place, Section D, Row 22, Seat 13. Retain stub. Good only Monday Eve. Aug. 22.


• a florist's card, handwritten by my boyfriend Josh, reading I never forget.

In the next story, Postmodern Sass gets drilled by her neighbour Boz.