Hand-Me-Downs

I just went through a big box of kids' hand-me-down clothes that my Aunt Nancy gave me last month at our family reunion. I can't decide which is more mind-blowing: the fact that these clothes have been passed down to all of my first cousins' boys since David Haynes wore them (he's 16 now) or that every pair of Russell Athletic sweatpants (14 in all) is in excellent shape except for the mended holes in the left knee, and only the left knee, of every single pair.