After a busy day at my "real job" I hurried home tonight to tackle this box I brought home from my Dad's house. I rifled through it hurriedly last week and found myself sneezing from dust and paper particles. The cardboard box was giving me FITS! So I bought an inexpensive plastic container to temporarily place the contents in. I transferred things into it and tried to pull it over near me in "my chair". So much for cheap--the handle came right off in my hand!But I persevered. Tonight I went through everything piece by piece and sorted it according to which family member it referenced.
I found my parents' high school year books, papers from when my mom and dad bought their first house in 1947. My dad and step-mother's high school diplomas (1940 and 1942). I even found the paper issued to my parents when my twin brother and I were dismissed from the hospital 2 weeks after our birth in 1947! My dad kept his high school report cards and they're in this box. Church dedication programs, obituaries, funeral cards, letters, newspaper clippings, invitations, greeting cards...you name it, it's in this box.
I'm going to scan and blog about many of the papers before I start going through hundreds of photographs. That will be the easy task. Properly storing these keepsakes is going to be the challenge for me. My work is cut out for me, isn't it!
I'm so grateful my dad was a "keeper". It'll be fun to sit down with him soon and go through these things and note his comments! What memories these things will stir.
