She didn't know I was doing this. Thought I was crazy for taking the menus and holding on to the programs. Reminded me that my hoarding was nowhere near TV-ready when I confessed I might have a problem. But the running joke was that, as a couple, we didn't exist. People know, and we don't hide it, though we seem to have an ability to avoid cameras ... or at least take pictures that are wack enough they don't end up on the Facebook. And maybe there are anonymity issues involved.
But the kid put the freshly acquired graphic design skills to work, and presented her with a professionally printed poster collage. Our first year. All jumbled up in a mishmash of memories.