I've been going to the Goodwill in my town for as long as I can remember. It's a smaller shop as thrift stores go, but it's teeming with opportunity. My love for the place was originally fostered by my parents, who would always opt for donating our clothes we grew out of rather than just tossing them in the trash. Even as a seven-year-old, I loved the feeling of knowing that another kid would get as much use out of my favorite t-shirt as I did. The clothes we wear absorb memories, and we associate them with different times in our lives. Giving back was the least we could do.