As an avid garage sale and flea market patron, I'm always looking for unusual items to inspire me. One day at a garage sale in Sherman Oaks, California I came across a basket of motel keys. I had to ask! Where did these keys come from? What was the story here? This very sweet elderly man told me he was a salesman from 1948-1981 and every trip he ever took , he stole his room key. He kept them for years on a coffee table as a conversation piece. The keys had so many memories and so many stories behind each trip. I ask why he was selling them after all these years. He said he already had all those conversations and didn't really have many visitors anymore and it was time to move on. I bought the whole basket for $40 and told him I was going to attempt to create stories out of his travels-he was thrilled. I hope I do them justice.