Urbanism And Gratitude

On the immense subjective value of something almost lost

I wrote, last week, musing on nostalgia and how we think about the past:

When I first started to take an interest in this stuff and found these things were worth some money, my dad was kind of surprised. He remembered seeing all this stuff for sale in Kmart, back in the day. How could anybody pay big money for 40-year-old mass-produced junk? But they did…