When I played on the basketball team in high school, we had practice every evening after school. For these practices, each player was to wear his reversible green and gold practice jersey (green on one side, gold on the other; made for easy scrimmages and drills). Each day, after practice, I would hang my jersey on a hook in my gym locker. A month into the season, I noticed that it was getting a little scratchy. Halfway through the season, I found that, if I left my jersey on the hook all night, I could literally stand it upright on the floor, as if it was being modeled by an invisible mannequin. You might call it gross, but I’ll call it a biochemical miracle. Memories.