Fergienewbee
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My sister and I started the task of cleaning out my folk's house. Mom passed in 2005, Dad in December. It was interesting and sad at the same time. We felt like we were invading their home. Mom was very sentimental and saved everything. We found letters I wrote to Dad when he was at summer camp and I still played in the sand box. Old post cards from Ft. Leonard Wood, my grandpa's straight razors--I think--pictures of my Uncle George who died at 14 in a logging accident, and other mementos. Dad had a bunch of belts. I brought home at least 10 or 12, a dozen new shirts still in the package, a couple of pairs of dress shoes, hunting sox, ties, and three jackets. Dad had a few cowboy shirts--didn't fit me--and several slacks. We cleaned two closets and a dresser. Still lots to go. It was nice to spend time with my sister just reminescing.
Larry
Larry