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Yes, we got rid of her.  We burned her.

Sounds pretty horrible, doesn’t it.  Well, it was an emotional day and it wasn’t even my granny.

I went to clean house for a friend today.  I’ve known this guy since we were twelve and so I know his family and some of its history too.  It’s a rather large family with roots that go back to homesteading in this area.  Grandma lived on the family farm, with her bachelor son, right beside the house her other son (my friends father)and his family lived in.

Grandma died in 1980something.  Before we were out of high school.  Uncle Richard, an old bachelor, continued living in the house until ten years ago when he died.  

Three years ago the heirs ransacked the house.  Took anything of value and put it on an auction sale.  And believe me when say, there wasn’t much that was worth anything but they sold it anyway.  I know, because I went to the auction.  Anything that wasn’t worth anything, such as family photos and old magazines were dumped in piles and left for the mice.

I’ve taken on the task of making this house habitable again.  I’m being very well paid to do it.  My friend set me the task and told me he was leaving for the day.  But he couldn’t bear to leave.   His grandma could be a right nasty old rip at times, but never-the-less, she was still grandma, and he couldn’t quite leave while I was throwing her away.  And of course I’m throwing away Uncle Richard too, and that was even harder.  And to make matters worse, they were kind of hoarders.  

I found amazing things today, like small cardboard boxes filled entirely with empty cartidges from razor blades.  I found unused calendars from 1946.  I found unused greeting cards dating back to maybe the 50’s, and an old container made especially for storing Green Stamps, complete with two empty books.

I’ve helped my mother go thru my grandmother’s things, and I’ve helped two mothers in law go thru their mother’s things.  I’m no stranger to getting rid of Grandma, but I have to say, it doesn’t get any easier no matter whose Grandma it was.

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