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Quiet spells

I think my mother's correct in describing the extended-family dynamic as "chaotic."

Today is my grandpa's funeral. I have this sense that this is the last time I'll visit my grandpa's house. The visit is making me have to think carefully about my relationship with material things. The stated agenda is, "During this visit, take any of the things that you would like that aren't contested."

I'll go and check this morning, but I believe there's still a huge collection of antlers in the attic of the Chicken House (barn). I haven't been out in the Chicken House in a long while.

Grandpa was a Depression-era child, so he's been conditioned to hoard things. I kind of think that, in some respects, he also became blessed with an abundance of things, without ever really knowing what to do with them. I can understand how that would happen if one has one's first child at a young age - that leaves less energy and time for contemplation. And he grew up in a large family, which probably had its own attendant chaos and lack of organizational structure.

It took me a while to remember, this morning, in the relative quiet, that I could just take pictures instead of taking physical objects.



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Dec. 29th, 2014 05:04 pm (UTC)
A flickr account full of "grandpa's memories" would be a blessing for all who knew him, you know?
Dec. 30th, 2014 04:12 am (UTC)
Absolutely. I next need to talk to one of my uncles, who has started in on the project of scanning in the old photos. I did wind up taking a number of photographs of things in the barn (chicken house) today. There weren't any antlers in the attic - just very old horse equipment and a couple of random pieces of highway signs. sytharin wound up taking a pair of antlers off the side of the barn instead. I wound up receiving a small plate from Copenhagen - the one trip my grandpa got to take back to Denmark. More stories soon.
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