“You are welcome to use anything that is mine,” said son Milo when I told him Mike had hung his cool wall clock in the den at the farmhouse and I had taken over his wonderful lap board. I promised we would return them when he was ready, but now he won’t ever be back.
So, today was the day that we sorted through Milo’s stuff. We agreed that we needed to get it done while the weather is decent. It was a family effort. Sons Murray and Clint arrived at the town house at 8:00 this morning. Clint set up some folding tables in the garage, and we commenced to go through storage bins, boxes, and bags, loading items for donation into Clint’s pick-up.
“I could use this,” one of us would say from time to time, and that was nice. No one wanted what someone else could use, and that was nice, too.
It was a lovely morning. We worked steadily and were finished by noon. Well, I say we were finished, but Clint would still have to sort through the stuff in the bed of his pick-up, keeping some things and taking others to the thrift store.
After lunch, Murray and Clint left, and Mike and I worked along at clean-up until about 1:30 when a dust storm commenced. I was so glad we had finished. KW
[There is no pictorial record of this event. I didn't want one.]
2 comments:
Such a terrible, painful, chore. I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help, but I probably wouldn't have been much help. I'm not sure I could have even gone through it. I would have loaded it up and sent it away.
I just have to laugh, Hallie, wondering how you're going to deal with my stuff when the time comes. The time will come. Just pack those bins of fabric and yarn into a vehicle and haul them to the thrift store.
It was tough, though. It was like a window on Milo's life. He lived efficiently, and we benefited by some of his things. I kept a little wicker chest for which he had manufactured a sheet metal cover. It's sturdy and I couldn't let it go. We offered that sturdy work table to our neighbor. He said he could use it or could find someone who could. The next week he reported that it was perfect for a project in his shop. Those are happy things. It all worked out.
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