Curtis The Collector

Curtis was a collector of all sorts of odd things. He liked boxes and cans, papers and magazines, old rusty lawn mowers and containers of all shapes and sizes. He stopped by the side of the street in front of a big pile of trash.

“Look what I have found here, an old broken umbrella. Why with a bit of duct tape right there it’ll be good as new.” he said

He hated to throw anything away. Why? Now that’s a solid question. Could be two reasons. One, he just plain loved to collect junk. That’s the obvious reason. Two, his treasures held memories for him and he hated to part with his precious memories.