Amber & Artifacts (Found)

On Boxing Day, my parents gave me the last surviving box of my youth.  It was an odd mix of things that were leftover after two moves and a giant yard sale.  Some of the stuff was surprising, both because it had survived and because I had forgotten it had ever existed.

Like my prom glass.

I mean, who has a prom glass?  And, how on earth did something so fragile manage to be one of the last remaining traces of my youth?  And, most importantly, where am I going to keep it?