A Safe Place for The Keys
Published Jan 01, 1900
One afternoon I rushed out of the house, forgetting my keys, and found myself locked out. There was nothing I could do but wait for my wife to come home. I went over to a neighbor who was outside raking leaves. "You locked yourself out?" he asked. "Yeah, this is the second time since we moved in. After the first time we took an extra key and put it in a jar, then stuck it in a potted plant on the deck. "So what's the problem?" "I took the plants in for the winter."
Originally published November 14, 2002.
