OLD PHOTOS
A weekend, mid-spring, many years ago. My wife and I were reorganizing the garage. Cleaning it out. We were pulling everything out from where we’d stuffed it over the years and were sorting through it all methodically, making piles - stuff to keep, stuff to donate, stuff to throw-out, stuff to sell, stuff to destroy, etc.It was early in the afternoon and unusually warm. We were both sweaty, dirty and more than a little grumpy. My wife was particularly fussy - pulling out all our dusty old stuff...