From cardboard and syringes.

The archive I began when my father died.
After borrowing Mom’s car I noticed low pressure warnings from the tires. I began adding air and noticed one was entirely bald and riding on a run-flat.
So, Robin and I got her some new tires and continued on our way.
Before

After

Of the Oz stories in a weekend, Robin purchased a stack of new books for Max. After the first 50 pages of “The Time Machine,” Max fell asleep. 