Monday, April 27, 2009


Turns out I had a couple of boxes in the barn here at the McPolack homestead that needed going through, so, with Ethel the barn kitty rubbing her drooly maw in my armpit, go through them I did.

I managed to toss a fair amount of stuff-multiple copies of my college newspaper, a few junky paperback books. But I couldn't bring myself to throw out the pulp hardcover kids books from the '40's and '50's, which belonged to my mom and aunts. So Cherry Ames, the Brownie Scouts, Freddie and Flossy and Bert and Nan Bobsey, and Honey Bunch and Norman, are staying. I can't decide if keeping stuff is like dragging a ball and chain around behind you, metaphorically-but even if it is, I guess I'm not ready to be free of it yet.


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