A Battered Bag of Memories

A Battered Bag of Memories 1

courtesy of James McGirk

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courtesy of James McGirk

Strangers calling on a Friday night don't often bring good news. My wife begged me not to pick up. A tiny voice asked if he was speaking to a Mr. James Brandon McGirk. I told him he was. "A Mr. James McGirk who was born in London in 1979?" "Yes," I replied, "Yes, I am. Who's calling?" "A concerned citizen" was his reply.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, stammering a bit. "Did you lose a bag on Long Island?" he replied. I couldn't think of one. The caller listed the contents. They