Stefanie is moving to California. She’ll be going in January. It is sad and scary and exciting.
Helaine and Stef were in the attic today. They were looking to see if there was anything there to take and (more importantly) to see what could be thrown out.
We’ve lived in this big house 20 years. That’s a blessing and a curse. Three people in a big house have lots of room to squirrel stuff away–and we did.
“Do you remember this?” Stef asked while holding up a shirt. The shirt pictured preteen Stef sitting with a few of her friends
With an iron-on kit I had taken an early digital photograph and created souvenir t-shirts for the girls. I would not have remembered it had she not held it there today.
Being the strong brute of a man I am¹ I was called on to carry down large plastic bins filled with books. Those I recognized right away. When Stef was a little girl I read from those book… in character. If it was Big Bird or Oscar or one of the Berenstain Bears I did the voice (poorly). Stef was less of a critic then!
We loved the Berenstain Bears Vacation, but Stef would never let me read Berenstain Bears Jobs–too short.
When I left my parents to move to Florida back in 1969 I packed everything I owned in my VW Beetle and still had room to pick up a hitchhiker who let me spend the night on a Georgetown University dormroom floor.
That’s not happening here.
¹ – Hey, it’s my website. If I say I’m a brute I am.