Silver cuff links
The little green plastic box is usually to be found tucked away in a drawer. It contains a humble pair of tarnished silver cufflinks, my fathers. A gift I think from his sister when she lived in Canada during the 60s.
Although he's been gone some twenty years it's only now, in my forties, that I'm starting to understand him more. He worked hard on the roads but the only picture I have of him is at a similar age, dressed in Sunday best. I don’t sport shirts requiring cufflinks very often these days but if I did I would most surely wear them.