old dog, old trick

So, my dad sold his house in Buffalo. They close May 15. When i called him today, he mentioned that he was cleaning out his drawers.

Now, the top drawer of his dresser is a veritable treasure trove of my childhood....report cards, class pictures, etc. It was almost everything that was left as, when Mary moved in and they cleaned out the closets, they threw away all of my letters, notes, scrapbooks, etc., leading to much wailing and despair on my part.

"Dad! Don't throw out anything good! I want that stuff!"

"You mean the school stuff? I threw that out already."

The best part is that he doesn't remember the earlier incident, which was HIGHLY TRAUMATIC for me. He probably saved all of Lisa's, which is a riot, because she couldn't care less.

Anyway...he just called...they think it's not yet been picked up and he's emabarking on a salvage mission.

Good Old Dad.

Posted by volfie at April 9, 2003 02:14 PM