Why do I save broken items? I set them aside to repair, to find a part, for the future. Often, people are surprised when decades later, they rediscover a treasured item down in the basement, up in an attic, tucked under socks in the back of a drawer. Alice never left. She stands on a bookshelf. Despite her missing hand, she illuminates scenes from my childhood, happy times. So, she stays where I can see her,  remember what was, and imagine what might be.