> > I went to a sale at an old friends house and bought an old tackle box. I think it was the one I sold him last summer. Next year it's his turn.
> >
> > So maybe Friday the 13th will bring that long-overdue rain. Bad luck for the sale; good luck for the grass.
> > Howard
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> Sounds like those little gifts and things the hobbits of the Shire give to eachother. Anybody know what those are called?

Mathom? (not sure what the plural would be, if that is indeed correct.)

My dad's brother sent him a jar of caviar for a birthday. My dad has never eaten caviar, never wanted to eat caviar, and probably couldn't eat caviar anyway because of health problems. It sat on our shelf for six months, until my uncle's birthday came up. Dad sent him the jar for his present. They exchanged the same jar for a few years. I don't remember what finally happened to it.

Lire"my dad's family is odd"lyn