Yesterday, I found these simple cans out in the prairie:


To me, along with other cans in the area, they tell a story of an old party or maybe camp. Who eats sardines today? Notice the beer can is the old kind you use a churchkey opener for. They haven't been around since the early 70's as I recall. At this time, it would have been a couple miles from town.

I'm not so sure why poor slobs should be forgotten and rich slobs remembered.


Edited by Gershon (02/15/12 05:16 AM)
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