During a short visit to Washington DC, my eight year-old son was delighted to find a bowl of matchbooks by the door in a restaurant. He'd seen matchsticks, but

During a short visit to Washington DC, my eight year-old son was delighted to find a bowl of matchbooks by the door in a restaurant. He'd seen matchsticks, but never a matchbook. I had forgotten about that small moment of juvenile joy grabbing a matchbook on the way out of a restaurant.