My most memorable souvenir is my set of two tiny glass pigs. I remember when I was about 7 years old, I was waiting for my father to get out of surgery, and to pass the time I visited the hospital gift shop. Not expecting to find much, I looked anyways, and to my surprise I fell in love with these two tiny glass pigs that sat on a mirror. The store clerk saw me admiring them and offered to take them out from behind the glass so I could look at them more closely. When she went to take them out she found they were broken off the mirror stand, and seeing how much I wanted them, she gave me the two glass pigs as a gift. They are one of the few things I’ve kept from when I was a child. They now sit above my bed, and every night they remind me of hope and kindness.