After it had been missing for 18 years, Malte from my hometown brought me my late grandfather's harmonica, which my grandpa had given me as a parting gift when I was 5. I gave it to Malte when I was 11, saying, "Malte, you can read music and play it." Now I'm 29 and have a wonderful physical reminder of my grandpa, which also represents a wonderful friendship. Even though I can't use the object myself, it represents a great value in my life. Some values come and go, but some remain forever.
