Well, kind of a sad ending actually.
When my father died, his trailer was sent for destruction, since it was the old type, and he was a hoarder. So my rubber band ball was still there in my old room, one of a million other things in the place, and it ended up in being hauled away by "Got Junk" and sent to a landfill I guess.
But it lives on in my heart!
Wow, I feel like you could write an entire short story about this ball. Thanks for sharing.
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