In the midst of cleaning

Yesterday we were cleaning out some space in our bedroom and sorting clothes. My husband folds a pair of thread barren long johns. He says, "You know where these came from? Your dad Jim."
My mom in the mid 1990's gave a pair of long johns that belonged to my dad to my husband. Mind you, my dad passed away in 1978, so you know these are relics. I grabbed them and said thanks, I will but them right next to his sweater.


I just keep things, just to keep the memory.