Keith and Mary went down to stay with Rylan yesterday and returned with a trunkful of boxes from Ben and Rebekah's garage.
One box was full of photos, which was passed immediately to Mary Abilene for sorting and posting on her blog, "Autobiography of a Future Wisewoman" (see link).
Remaining contents of this haul include:
Seven boxes of personal papers for the Michele Parish Papers Collection, which I'll tell you about another day;
two boxes of children's Christmas picture books acquired with great restraint, one per Christmas, year by year;
one box of Christmas cards and wrapping ready for the day after Thanksgiving;
one box of gifts put away to be wrapped and mailed;
three boxes of holiday decorations to be whittled down;
one box of angels;
a stable Dad built for the nativity set Mom painted for us when she retired (yet to arrive);
and a suitcase full of Christmas stockings.
Yesterday's kind delivery should keep me busy for a week or two (at least as long as the 12 days of Christmas) and I anticipate it will result in a windfall for the Lupus Foundation, which picks up your old crap right from your door.
As Ben and Keith both remarked, separately, "There's plenty more where that came from."