I love music. I have 4 harmonicas in my hope chest. They were all my grandfather’s and I will keep them in my family forever. Conversations don’t come to my memory very easily, but the sound of the vibrations from his harmonica are vivid in my mind. If I open the hope chest and see them, I can hear him tapping his foot to the beat and I feel the joy of music in my bones.

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Moving requires us to see, feel and touch everything we own. Stories from the Hope Chest will showcase 7 stories exploring the power of sentimental value. What stories are in your hope chest? Share them with us.

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