I am having An Evening.
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I am having An Evening.
Ok, the backstory here is my grandmother died in 2013; we got my grandfather out of the house in 2014; and we spent literally the next 5 years cleaning out the house. They lived through the Great Depression. They saved EVERYTHING.
There was not a day cleaning out that house when I did not end up sitting on the floor staring at some keepsake or bizarrity I had unearthed going “what the *hell* am I supposed to do with *this*?!”
If you’ve had to do this… you know. 1/
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I am having An Evening.
Ok, the backstory here is my grandmother died in 2013; we got my grandfather out of the house in 2014; and we spent literally the next 5 years cleaning out the house. They lived through the Great Depression. They saved EVERYTHING.
There was not a day cleaning out that house when I did not end up sitting on the floor staring at some keepsake or bizarrity I had unearthed going “what the *hell* am I supposed to do with *this*?!”
If you’ve had to do this… you know. 1/
For various reasons during the cleanup I got all the photos. I at one point planned to scan them, make an archive, etc, but got defeated because a) I realized this would take at least the lifetime of my scanner because there are THOUSANDS of THEM and b) every time I opened a box, the “what the *hell*”s would eventually hit. Sometimes it snuck up on me. But eventually I’d come across, oh, a postcard my great-grandfather sent in the 1910s sitting in a shoebox and my brain would short out. 2/
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I am having An Evening.
Ok, the backstory here is my grandmother died in 2013; we got my grandfather out of the house in 2014; and we spent literally the next 5 years cleaning out the house. They lived through the Great Depression. They saved EVERYTHING.
There was not a day cleaning out that house when I did not end up sitting on the floor staring at some keepsake or bizarrity I had unearthed going “what the *hell* am I supposed to do with *this*?!”
If you’ve had to do this… you know. 1/
The past month or so I’ve been figuring out to reclaim my office, swimming in, among other things*, giant boxes of photos, I had a brainstorm. SURELY I could throw money at this problem.
And indeed there are places perfectly willing to take your money and your giant box of photos and give you a zip archive. And the photos back, alas, but that’s tomorrow’s problem.
Galvanized, I began to sort. /3
* If anyone would like a lot of sewing patterns from the 50s-70s hit me up, I gotchu
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I am having An Evening.
Ok, the backstory here is my grandmother died in 2013; we got my grandfather out of the house in 2014; and we spent literally the next 5 years cleaning out the house. They lived through the Great Depression. They saved EVERYTHING.
There was not a day cleaning out that house when I did not end up sitting on the floor staring at some keepsake or bizarrity I had unearthed going “what the *hell* am I supposed to do with *this*?!”
If you’ve had to do this… you know. 1/
The Last Box didn’t even come from my grandparents’ house. It came from their overflow storage unit, the one we cleaned out a year ago. We’d opened it enough to ascertain it was photos and therefore Kat’s Problem and the shut it again.
The top layer was deceptive; the litter of framed great-grandbaby photos, drugstore photoshop envelopes, and ancient Christmas cards I’d been wading through all evening.
That was just to soften me up. 5/
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I am having An Evening.
Ok, the backstory here is my grandmother died in 2013; we got my grandfather out of the house in 2014; and we spent literally the next 5 years cleaning out the house. They lived through the Great Depression. They saved EVERYTHING.
There was not a day cleaning out that house when I did not end up sitting on the floor staring at some keepsake or bizarrity I had unearthed going “what the *hell* am I supposed to do with *this*?!”
If you’ve had to do this… you know. 1/
The first thing I pulled out of the bottom layer was my uncle’s baby book, which he will be getting in the mail whether he wants it or not. And then… a memorabilia book from my grandmother’s Navy career. What the… okay, no, put it aside, don’t think about it. Photo album of my grandmother growing up in the 30s, okay. And what’s this big one….
My grandmother. Made a wedding scrapbook.
With EVERY GIFT CARD SHE RECEIVED IN IT
WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS
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I am having An Evening.
Ok, the backstory here is my grandmother died in 2013; we got my grandfather out of the house in 2014; and we spent literally the next 5 years cleaning out the house. They lived through the Great Depression. They saved EVERYTHING.
There was not a day cleaning out that house when I did not end up sitting on the floor staring at some keepsake or bizarrity I had unearthed going “what the *hell* am I supposed to do with *this*?!”
If you’ve had to do this… you know. 1/
AND THEN IT GOT WORSE
My great-grandmother — my grandfather’s mother — ALSO kept a scrapbook and it was ALSO in this damned box
She kept it all. His high school graduation. Pictures. His football wins. The newspaper clipping where the amateur radio station he ran managed to pick up transmissions from the Byrd expedition. His AUTOGRAPHED PICTURE FROM ADMIRAL BOYD
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I am having An Evening.
Ok, the backstory here is my grandmother died in 2013; we got my grandfather out of the house in 2014; and we spent literally the next 5 years cleaning out the house. They lived through the Great Depression. They saved EVERYTHING.
There was not a day cleaning out that house when I did not end up sitting on the floor staring at some keepsake or bizarrity I had unearthed going “what the *hell* am I supposed to do with *this*?!”
If you’ve had to do this… you know. 1/
A LETTER OFFERING HIS A JOB WITH THE FBI SIGNED BY J EDGAR HOOVER (he did not take that job)
Guys I have Hoover’s signature in my house. That is creepy. What do I do.
Oh and a Western Union telegram, that’s pretty cool. /8
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I am having An Evening.
Ok, the backstory here is my grandmother died in 2013; we got my grandfather out of the house in 2014; and we spent literally the next 5 years cleaning out the house. They lived through the Great Depression. They saved EVERYTHING.
There was not a day cleaning out that house when I did not end up sitting on the floor staring at some keepsake or bizarrity I had unearthed going “what the *hell* am I supposed to do with *this*?!”
If you’ve had to do this… you know. 1/
… there’s more stuff in this box but that’s it. I’m done. I’m going to bed.
Why is family history so hard and why’s it gotta take up so. Much. ROOM
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