Objets d’heart

For Fun Friday, little things that live in your memory

In my youth I only ever knew the term “artifact” as it related to archeology. That seemed right to me because it was more high-falutin’ than “object” or “thing,” as suited something dug out — excuse me, excavated — from mounds and tombs by scientist-explorers in pith helmets and khaki shorts that exposed the knobby knees of the intellectual, which was a…