Done deal

Remember this card?

Yes, the good old days. I owned it for an entire five days. There were a lot of laughs. Some tears, too. And plenty of stupid, stupid trade offers (my personal favorite, a 1995 Norberto Martin for my Babe Ruth card).

But now it's done. Over. Finished. A cloud of dust.

I don't have Diamond Diecut Ruth anymore.

I traded it.

Sure, I could have sold it for some cash and bought something grand, but I don't know if I want to go through all of that right now. So, this is what I have instead:

Diamond Diecut Jackie.

Welcome home, Jackie. I think I'll keep ya.

Unless, you know, someone throws a '56 Robinson at me.