Nostalgia ain't what it used to be. Or is it?

Cleaning out a top shelf at my dad's place today I found a blast from the past. My old toy drumsticks. God knows why they were in the pantry. 1960 flooded back to me - prep year, my old house in Ivanhoe, watching Disneyland on the "ADMIRAL" telly. Admiral was one of the first words I wrote - staring at the box for hours each day. A true "TV kid". And proud of it.

 Objects can be powerful. Not sure what I'll do with the drumsticks. Beat it.