It struck me yesterday that I should have been going down every week to clean.But mom was funny about her home,& at times I felt she didn`t want me to help.But now I see how bad it was for her,& she NEVER threw out anything.I had begun going through my brother`s old bedroom because she asked me too before her last fall.She was worried about what she would do with her wedding gown & different things like that.She told me she didn`t think she was going to live much longer.I told her she was wrong,& I would keep the gown,so we keep it,what is so wrong with that?She seemed relieved when I told her that.Now her belongings are all in my garage,including the cedar chest they had to break to get into to find the deed & things & her wedding gown was in there among my old boyfriend things that I kept..I believe the key to it was in her jewelry box.
I may hang on to these vintage slacks,they were J.C.Penney,& at that time most clothes I noticed she had were made in the USA.When did we stop making clothes? She most likely never wore these slacks,the legs were wide,& she was like me,we have skinny legs & wide leg pants don`t look right.
Polka dots were apparently in back in those times.She kept my rollers,still in the old paper Acme grocery bag.She kept my baby shoes too,I didn`t take a picture of them.Just think,they are about 57 years old.
I didn`t go down there today.I will take my son with me the next time so I won`t get so depressed.I was alright going in there by myself a few times,but yesterday it was overwelming depression.
