I'm having a sad day today. They just happen and I'm not sure what triggers them. Last night my friend Janice came to visit from Illinois. It was the first time I'd seen her since the accident. Maybe that's what started it. Anyway, I was kind of sad all day. We hadn't been to the house for a few days to work. We taped up some boxes of their stuff for the auction. That upset me--to see some of their things boxed up never to see them again. Then we bagged up some more of Dad's clothes. Tonight we did his winter pants--mostly corduroys. He had 7 or 8 pairs. Navy, gray, tan, brown and a black pair that looked hardly worn. Everything smelled like Downy. Mom used it in every load. He had a few pair of dress slacks and Dockers. I cried. Dad loved his corduroys. He lived in them in the winter. These all looked in pretty good shape. He would wear them until they were pretty thin and Mom made him get rid of them! I think they were Hagers. Size 34 30.
I miss Dad very much. I think of him sitting in his chair in his corduroys and sweaters doing his crosswords. I love you Dad.

Susie