I remember one day, as a kid when I was like five or four, my Dad went into a store and left me in the car.

I honestly don't know how much time passed before I began to think he got kidnapped or was dead or got lost in the store, so I went after him.

I found him in the store, and I don't remember what he was getting because that was over a dozen years ago. Maybe he was getting some eggs or pizza. I can remember, however, getting a bouncing ball from those ball dispensers in the stores. They costed 50¢ back then and probably cost 75 now. Lol.

I remember keeping that ball for years until I finally lost it or broke it in half from bouncing it too hard. One of those things.

I began collecting them soon after too. But I have none left. I lost/broke them all years ago.