36/265 Objects: Box of Medals

On a college visit I stole this from my dead grandfather's dresser drawer, war medals in an old perfume box. My Russian teacher was impressed: a silver star. What didn't I know? As I got older, I learned
remembered
grieved
hated
changed
swallowed.
I stood on firm ground in the alley. I threw it in the dumpster and never looked back.