You know those letters you get saying Do Not Discard, those that you, we, automatically discard, in the trash immediately, don’t even open, we know what they are, it’s a social imperative, and how about Don’t Fold, we can’t wait to fold once, twice, three times, we go for the folding record, and if we are creative perhaps turn them into clumsy origami!   But wait, I think, what if I am wrong, I asked myself this years ago, I’ve asked most of my What If I’m Wrong questions years ago.   Shouldn’t I follow directions, save these fragile letters with their precious cargo, whatever it may be, even opening them, quite possibly disruptive, and Folding, an act of dangerous defiance.  The Universe will run more smoothly if I just put them all in a nice safe place.  A lockbox!  I’ve always wondered what those are really good for.  A nice big lockbox with a combination lock.  Not for my Tax records, phooey, I put all my tax records in shoeboxes at the bottom of my closet, some of them don’t even make it into a shoebox, just the bottom of the closet, somewhere.  But these letters. Do Not Discard!  Don’t Fold!  They are all safe in the lockbox, and only I have the combination, and what about you, Dear Reader, what about your Do Not Discard letter lockbox?  You have one too, don’t you?  Of course, you do.  But don’t worry. I won’t tell.