Sunday, September 21, 2008


I have never had to buy plain t-shirts to wear in the traditional sense. If I did buy a t-shirt, it was at a function (swim meet, concert, etc) that I was at. The majority of my t-shirts has some sort of meaning behind them. Over the last few years, I would sometimes go through old t-shirts, and start wearing them again.

About five years ago, I found a very old t-shirt, from 1993. This had been one of my t-shirts that I must've put away, and instantly worked it back into the rotation. It was from a Suburban Swim League Championship, and I remember I got the t-shirt on a Friday night, when I swam a great 100 IM and got 4th place in the whole league for my age group. The next day, instead of staying for the rest of my championships, my family was able to get tickets 4 rows behind the Yankee dugout. Although I had been to Yankee Stadium before, and have been back since, this still stands out very clearly in my mind as my favorite time there. That Sunday was my first time ever going to Camp Fowler.

Since I started wearing the shirt in the last few years, it has slowly but surely began to wear down. In the last year I only wore it around the apartment and to bed. Last week I knew it's time had come. I couldn't put it in my drawer and say I wouldn't wear it, because that wasn't going to happen. I decided to throw it out. It had served it's purpose good and well.

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