Bottle Caps by Stuart Dybek

I really enjoyed reading this short prose. The first person narrative, simple style and the imagery of the bottle caps and the back yard was beautifully written. As I was first reading it, I imagined an older person, someone who is my age or older who has some sort of obsession with collecting meaningless things and trash. As I kept reading though, I realized that it was about a small (boy in my head) who was fascinated with the world and found interesting things even with something meaningless like a bottle cap. I enjoyed the humor at the end, where his little brother used the caps for insect grave yards (haha). It reminds me of childhood where everything seems fascinating and we value meaningless things like bottle caps. And oddly enough, I had friends who collected the caps of bottled soda in elementary school, and they would trade with it, make belts and other creative stuff, and this prose reminded me of those times.