Sorting Things Out
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poliphilo'T'other thing we need to do is convert the study into a bedroom for carers to sleep in when we have them staying the week. Up until now Ailz and I have ceded our bedroom to them but it's always been a pain and the more embedded we become the less happy we are to do it. This is now our home and we hate having to pack away all our personal stuff (and there's getting to be quite a lot of it) every time we return to Oldham. I raised the matter with my mother this morning- thinking I might have to argue the case- and she agreed without demur.
Converting the study will involve sorting through a lot of lovingly stored rubbish- old radios, film projectors, business files- and discarding most of it. My parents were devils for keeping official paper- Every tax return, every old cheque book, every ledger, every appointments diary. i was doing a preliminary search yesterday afternoon and found stuff relating to the engineering firm my father left in the '60s. Mixed in with the dross are more personal items- photograph albums going back to the '20s, my father's naval commission and discharge papers, my grandfather's gold watch. I have hazy thoughts about creating a properly annotated family archive. This morning I looked in a drawer I hadn't searched before and found my father's passport from the late '40s. He was in the business of selling tractors and such like heavy plant and did a lot of travelling- the USA, Egypt, West Germany, France, somewhere in Eastern Europe I can't decipher. I offered to take him to Egypt in the mid '80s and he said he'd done it and didn't care to repeat the experience- the flies, the beggars- so I took my mother instead.
Converting the study will involve sorting through a lot of lovingly stored rubbish- old radios, film projectors, business files- and discarding most of it. My parents were devils for keeping official paper- Every tax return, every old cheque book, every ledger, every appointments diary. i was doing a preliminary search yesterday afternoon and found stuff relating to the engineering firm my father left in the '60s. Mixed in with the dross are more personal items- photograph albums going back to the '20s, my father's naval commission and discharge papers, my grandfather's gold watch. I have hazy thoughts about creating a properly annotated family archive. This morning I looked in a drawer I hadn't searched before and found my father's passport from the late '40s. He was in the business of selling tractors and such like heavy plant and did a lot of travelling- the USA, Egypt, West Germany, France, somewhere in Eastern Europe I can't decipher. I offered to take him to Egypt in the mid '80s and he said he'd done it and didn't care to repeat the experience- the flies, the beggars- so I took my mother instead.
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Date: 2014-01-29 06:16 pm (UTC)those pictures would be valuable some one
probably a museum
would be great to have a face recognition software
of the future that would have potential descendants
any of them look like your dad?
wish he'd labeled them
we got to go thru a century farm
nothing had been tossed
bundles of letters in chronological order
never opened very pretty handwriting in norwegian.
hope they didn't get lost-
nothing i could keep it went into the guys over full house
lost to antiquity .. maybe he gave it to the 'sons of norway'
his wife is still there
she doesn't know
le sigh
glad she din't fight you
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