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A few days ago my dad was going through the garage and he found a bunch of cards he had received throughout his life. He tossed them into the trash without giving it a second thought. I pulled them out an asked him, “How could you //possibly// throw these cards away? They’re memories.” He told me how he didn’t care to keep them. It confused me a lot because I am one to always keep sentimental things. Sometimes parents or friends of mine have told me that the things I keep are trash but to me, they are special and they are treasures. People say, “One mans trash is another mans treasure.” My ticket stubs and birthday cards may seem like trash but to me they are really special, and they all contain memories of happy moments in my life.

 In the debris of 9/11, a lot of treasures were found; treasures that may have seemed like trash to people that don’t understand their meaning. Some people may have seen it as trash, but to our country, it is a reminder of that historic day; a day where many lives where lost and a day that we will never forget. The bent pieces of steel, the firefighters’ hats, the office chairs and filing cabinets where all memories of that tragic day. One might see these things as trash, but to us, it’s treasure.