Tower O' Tees
This all began when I ran out of room in all of Matt’s t-shirt drawers. And if any of you know my husband, you know he is obsessed with t-shirts… t-shirts from summer camps, from colleges, from his high school and college years, from churches, from youth groups, crazy shirts he just can’t live without. He has to have at least 3 of each color. So anyway, I just placed them on top of one of our dressers until they could be stuffed back into their home. Then I just found myself placing all of them on top of each other instead of putting them away. The pile, as you can see, has clearly gotten out of hand. And the sad fact is that there are 4 more drawers full. Goodwill here we come.-Sarah
posted by The LeRoys @ 4:06 PM
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pls send me several of the what must at least be 400 "wesleyan" universities t-shirts asap. ;-)
as a fellow T-Shirt-aholic...I plead with you Sarah...please don't take those t-shirts to Goodwill! You never now when one will hit you...and you say..."I should wear that today"...and then it changes the way you feel.
Besides...how else will Matt remember things like...
Gatlinburg 92, Exalt 94, Chapel Hill Rec Ball, Mama Dipps Country Kitchen, Chi Alpha Youth Group, Fishers annual Chili Cookoff, Wilmore Humane Society, IWU Rap Off etc...
For the love of all men who love useless t-shirts...don' throw them away...they are like diamonds in the rough...like fine pearls...like keepsakes passed down by the loving arms of yesteryear
Remeber...they don't just fill space in a drawer...they fill up a space in our heart
Sincerely,
Dustin
Sarah, please, please please please don't toss them.
I'll take them, hold onto them, wear them, cherish them, frame them, whatever I have to do. But please, those are like fine collectibles, baseball cards to the modern ministry man; you cannot throw them away.
It's like shooting an old dog a man has had for years. Those shirts...they're memorial stones in the Jordan.
Preach it fellas! Save the t-shirts! Thanks for coming to my aid. T-shirt lovers, unite!
-Matt
Okay, I am on Sarah's side here. I feel like every time I turn around, I'm cramming more and more of my husband's t-shirts into the drawers. It's out of hand. And we HAVE taken several to Goodwill. We now have a rule (and it applies to myself as well. blah.) that if you're going to buy a new piece of clothing (a t-shirt or whatever), in order to make room for it, you have to get rid of something haven't worn in a while.
But really, that's not enforced. so the t-shirts keep piling up. Maybe one day you'll have a fortress of t-shirts instead of just a tower.
KL
Thanks for the support. They were ganging up on me. We have, or I should say "had" the same rule about getting rid of one if a new one came in, but it really hasn't been enforced. Maybe I need to just figure out a new system.
Sarah, dont you dare throw away the gray Hoosier Gym shirt i see there about 2/3 of the way down. It would simply break my heart to know that some guy in Nicholasville that works the swing shift at Golden Corral has that shirt...without even knowing the jewel that it is, and getting soft serve drippings all over it when he cleans the machine at night.
The first time I actually met Sarah was after she and Matt were married. Matt and I were sitting in the cafeteria at Frankfort. Sarah came in and noticed Matt's brand-new greeen "Obey Your Thirst" t-shirt right away. She ran down the list of how many of each color tee he owned and that if he wanted to keep that one he needed to get rid of at least two others. Anyone who knows Matt knows this is not possible.
Funny how things never change. Time had it pegged best, though. Those shirts are like trading cards. But...being a woman, I gotta say it may be time to trade them in. I dunno...maybe repurpose them into a quilt of Matty's memories???
For the sake of the LeRoy wives, take a stand. We can save our dressers and closets one brother at a time. -Laura
what's sad is i have some of the old shirts...
T-Shirt Quilts are evil. You wouldn't take the Hope Diamond...break it up into a thousand pieces and then glue the pieces to a jean jacket...you wouldn't hollow out the great Egyptian pyramids and turn them into a bed and breakfast
So why would you take such precious keepsakes of cotton and polyester and do anything with them but...wear them...admire them...allow them to grace your closet and dresser space with their comforting presence.
just imagine...50 years from now...as you reflect back on your life...think about how special it will be to browse through those crew neck...short sleeved...pit stained bundles of joy and say
"These shirts represent marking moments in a life well lived...I can go onto glory and pass these heirlooms down to the next generation...goodnight...and good luck"
Top that ladies!!!!!
When I think of turning the shirts over to Good Will, my hopeful thought is that a lost soul will come along and come across one of the camp t-shirts, and he or she will think..."I wonder what this John 3:16 is all about? Maybe I'll look it up." Next thing you know...that young boy becomes the next Billy Graham. And millions around the world are changed. How's that for eternal memories Dustin. I think I just topped it.
I can't believe you went there...you forced a single tear out of my eye
OK...here is a story for you
A man was walking by a garbage dump...as he walked past the trash cans he noticed they were filled with millions of thrown away t-shirts. Frantically...he began taking them out one by one...saving them from certain doom. The sheer amount of t-shirts that were being trashed saddened his heart.
Another man who was passing by saw the man trying to save the t-shirts...even though the piles were so big that his efforts were barely making a dent in the mountain of tees.
The passer by stopped and asked the man who was saving the t-shirts..."son, why are you doing this...cant you see that there are millions...your efforts do not matter"
The man stopped and looked the other man and said
"it matters to this one"
so you see...saving just one t-shirt...can change the course of eternity
please bow your heads and close your eyes...no one looking around
Don't do it, Sarah. Matt, this is why we have a garage. -Dad
NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO how could you those t shirts i was going to buy them. matt it's time for a divorced
ROTFLOL - just stumbled across your blog (you wouldn't remember me so no point trying to explain, lol) but I had to laugh at this (even if its an old post), as I am someone who keeps intending that I will one day make a "NC East District Camp T-shirt Quilt" - but like Dustin said - how can you just cut up priceless historic shirts like that!?!
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