Huge hassle ended as a blessing

Hi Stan,
Reading the blog today caused the following rambling thoughts.
After my father's death in December of '99, my brother Jim and I spent Saturday mornings, for three months, cleaning out our house in the Heights.
We would take off from Plymouth/Minnetonka early Saturday -- work for a few hours, then off to lunch in Osakis and back home late that afternoon. We didn't plan to take so long but we finally agreed it was difficult to break our tie to Alex. It gave us time to get to know each other again, to go through all the "stuff" and all the memories. When we finished, we left with a few treasures, lots of wonderful memories and the house was just a house.
What started as a huge hassle ended as a wonderful blessing!
And the point to this: My hair braids from third grade were in the cedar chest! Anyone want hair extensions? ...it's the rage!
There must be many basement/attic stories out there in blog land.

Thanks for keeping the blog!
Kath

(Kathy Sherry Skadsberg)