It’s twelve noon and I just uttered the words “Oh God” (not meant as profanity, actually a prayer). I’ve been “downsizing” business receipts, bank statements, etc., all morning. Then I started the box labeled “Alaska trip.” It is so extremely difficult to sort through all this memorabilia!! It’s still too cold to be outdoors so the perfect opportunity to sort and discard. I’m requesting your prayers because (for me) it is more painful than surgery!! I’m not going to the CARE Center for lunch because this project (albeit harmless) has made me sick.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Pictures, journals, receipts, travel brochures… all going back into the box and the box will go into the dumpster. Look at the time stamps on the two pictures; I spent two hours sorting the material. Postcards were separated out and will be given to an individual or business that identifies themselves as a collector. ~~ This trip was made with a 1971 Dodge Explorer motorhome; I found my Canada Non-Resident Inter-Province Motor Vehicle Liability Insurance Card (valid through September 13, 1979).
Some day a granddaughter may read about my experiences via my several web sites. It would be music to my ears to hear her say (today) “I wish I could read about your trips as you documented them, in your own handwriting.” ~~ It breaks my heart that family is not interested in my memorabilia.