While cleaning off our breakfast bar, I found the jars my Aunt J packaged up for me (later sent by my Uncle after she passed). They were tucked behind photos. I kept them all the way packaged them except for the one that had candy in it, which of course I ate. The other jars have teabags, popcorn and buttons.
The story about the jar, is that I sent her jars of jam. She packaged and intended to return my jars filled with goodies. She was the best snail mail buddy I ever had.