Can someone say dossier time?
Actually, I spent yesterday morning packing boxes with Chitunga getting him ready for his cross-country trek. Today, he's in Des Moines siginng leases today - he flew there last night. Rather amazing to see so many of my missing plates, Tupperware, cups, mugs, and glasses in his cupboarsd. I sent them along, because who doesn't love a piece of home with them wherever they go.
And I'm also thinking about grandma Vera's table. It left Sherburne, came to me to Louisville, then back to Syracuse, then to Connecticut, from Stratford and to Stamford, and now it will be heading to DeMoines. It's such a beautiful piece of furniture (antique) and he's taken great care of it. I still have four of the 8 chairs, but he's a minimalist. He doesn't take more than he needs.
Um, but he's accumulated a lot. I have to put it in perspective. At 27, I was partying like it was 1999 at the Brown School. I lived in St. Mathews, having fled Old Louisville, and I was looking for any chance I could fly to teach overseas during the summer. At that age, I was accumulating, too. Of course, I made 1/10th of what a man in his position makes. He knows what he's doing.
Sometimes I hope I do, too.
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