an heirloom
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Kokubunji, 2024.12.28
Earlier this month I had my annual health checkup. There are x-rays, so I had to remove my beloved necklace. It's been some twenty-five years since I bought the original piece from an artisan in Sydney. While it suited me as a younger person I reckon it's time to hang it up. A couple of years ago, Ken gave a presentation in school in which he said he aspired to be like me*, and cited my modding the necklace and modding my watches as an inspiration. So, I asked him today if he wants the thing. Mari's going to make a type of removable string so it won't interfere with his basketball.
*Yes, there were gasps in the room. Also, the school administration suggested he could do better.