
I recently moved into a new house, and in my attempts to make it a
“home,” I have been transferring boxes that I have had in storage for
some forty years! Someone asked me what was in some of the boxes. My
reply was “memories,” as that is what I am about. Not nostalgia, but
memories of my life and the people who embraced, and continue to
embrace, sharing that life with me.
Many
of those memories are of family who are long gone,...