Thursday, March 12, 2015

Roh Roh

I can't get a handle on this!!!!

I think Pat has had it!!!!!!

He suggested I get a big box and put it in the basement.  That of course is so he can move it around seventeen times in the next two years.  This is a compilation of years and years of memories.  Some from Hoyt Street - my Mom didn't want to throw it away when she moved from Jefferson to the first apartment and I took it for her.  So, here I am sorting all that junk and mine too.  Anyway I have thrown out several trash bags.  This has to be whittled down to half - it is giving me ulcers.

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