Memories
Today was packing away the memories. As I went through papers I had stacked hurriedly the last couple of weeks without looking at them when I was cleaning out drawers of the chest I'm moving here, I found the cards Richard had given to me and papers of his I had kept. I packed away our marriage license I had framed. Then I found several things I had kept that was Mom's, her Atlanta Braves foam axe. She would watch them play and swing her axe with the crowd on TV. It was a funny sight to drive by... Sign in to see full entry.