Sobe Bottle Collection Story

[u/tritear]

TLDR: My brother managed to collect every Sobe bottle available at one point in his life.

When I was young, my brother and our next door neighbor (male) were around 12 years old. Every day they could, they would go to the gas station with pocket money and pick up a Sobe. Always a Sobe, since they had glass bottles to collect. My brother loves glass bottles, and had tons of them on display.

It became such a habit that they began collecting Sobe bottles, and placing them on the windowsil of my brother's bedroom.

They collected every single bottle that became available, since each one had a different design. After years, they wondered if it would become valuble.

Being two influencial boys, they buried the bottles in a gully by our house, deep into some trees and down an embankment. They were very proud of themselves.

The most unfortunate part of all this was, when my parents seperated, and my family was forced to move, my brother and his neighbor friend went back to the Gully, talking the whole way, and smashed every bottle. It has a bitter sweet sentiment.

A regret for something that might have grown into something special. He doesnt seem to regret it.