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As we move
into our dotage, I am culling through boxes.
There are three categories: GoodWill,
Keep, and Good-Grief-Throw-Away. The
garage has yet to feel my wrath, but it has been warned of its place on the
list.
My son is
moving from New York/New Jersey to Chicago, IL.
John is in his 30s and has accumulated an amazing collection of stuff.
He moved to
Illinois 2004, went to graduate school, and then moved the NYC where he has
worked as an entomologist (insect expert),a consulting scientist for a
major pest company. Now John has been hired by another company based in
Chicago.
For most of
January, he has been sorting through the boxes left unopened from his last move
and the one before that. The findings
have amazed, amused, and left him saying “What was I thinking??”
Third grade
math and reading books from Ireland? Old
computer games that used 3.25 floppy discs?
Socks, worn out? Since New York
and much of the Northeast coast are now being hit with a “Nor’easter” storm, he
has time to continue his searching while being snowed in.
I mentioned
to him that I still had the three Irish milking stools that I have kept for thirty
(30) years for my three grown children. Would he like me to send one to
Chicago, he burst out laughing.
“You still
have those? Really? No, I don't want one...” So I won’t be sending them to Chicago.
What would you do with these? What should I do with them? Any ideas?
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| What is their value $? I have no idea... |
p.s. these stools are about 70 years
old. We discovered them buried under debris in our tool yard, when we lived in
Ireland and owned a hotel.
