On Sunday, AJ and Haley came over and
cleared out half of the garage attic. As you can see from the photos, Haley
should have a ton of fun come Wednesday when she arrives to continue sorting
with me. I’ve also a feeling that we’ll be taking a trip to the waste
management facility. I’ve a couple boxes of stuff that can be put into metal
recycling, and judging from the way AJ shook his head when he peered into some
of the boxes, there will probably be boxes of stuff destined for a land fill.
I surely do wish John were here so I
could ask him about some of this stuff. There’s a very weird looking heater
that AJ says probably still works. It’s about the size of a small stove. I’m
thinking I’ll send that to Goodwill, although AJ said I should put it into the
garage sale I may have some day/year. There are a couple of tents that I never
knew we had. Our camping was always with a rope and a large tarp. There was
even a very small camp stove that had never been out of its box.
How about a box of old porcelain tubes
for old time electric wiring? I called the younger son to ask about it, first
because he just bought an older house and second because he’s always finding
and selling stuff in a variety of ways, most recently via an E-Bay account. He
said to keep it; he’d take it. There are people on the lookout for such items
and there isn’t much like that available out there.
One of the things AJ pulled down sent
me off in peals of laughter. I had to explain once I stopped laughing and Haley
told me, “TMI, Nana, TMI.” Anyway, it was the first clock radio I ever bought
once I had a real job. When I moved into an apartment, the apartment was
furnished. It had one of those bookcase headboards. Since I used the clock
radio as my alarm, I put it on the top of the headboard…perfect. Well, one day
when John and I were having a rather great time, the motion of the bed caused
the radio to fall down and hit him in the head. For just a moment, I’m sure he
thought he was having one hell of an orgasm. It actually cut his eyebrow and
the fun stopped so we could administer first aid. I hadn’t thought of that
radio or that “fun” in decades. I’d like to ask John if he saved it because of
the memory. I wonder if it still works?
Another box came down that probably
holds the furry seat covers to the old orange VW. Haley was a little excited at
first because she figured she’d put them on the seats of her truck. I told her
that if they didn’t fall apart in the washer and dryer, they’d probably be
almost as good as new. Her enthusiasm waned and they’ll probably go to Goodwill
or the garbage. AJ also found two more huge sets of keys and identified one as
being to the orange VW. He took that one, but left me the rest. I have
absolutely no idea to what these keys and about 50 others go to. I’ve a feeling
John didn’t always return the key to the folks he did work for, and I think the
majority of those folks are all dead as well.
I have no idea what’s in a bunch more
boxes. Hopefully, there won’t be lots more tools or stamps and envelopes with
stamps. I can’t imagine that John would store those in the garage…they might
have gotten damp and he wouldn’t want that. But I’ll find out on Wednesday when
Haley comes to continue with our crap-fest. I don’t think I’ll make our lunch
just in case we do head out to the Waste Management Facility first thing. If we
do, then Nana will buy lunch.
And, don’t worry. Should we find
anything of any great value, I’ll be sure to include it in a post. Plus, we’ve
the other side of the garage attic to haul down before the garage crap-fest
comes to an end. I’ll beT you can hardly wait for more posts about all the fun
I’m having.
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