At the house cleaning out Dad's stuff. When mom died he didn't clean out her stuff either so now I am doing that too. It's a weird 2for. Doing both duties and not wanting to but it's not really a choice. I have found all the letters I wrote mom telling her to quit smoking because Ididn't want to miss a day. Well... now I miss everyday. It's bittersweet memories time. Lots of great old photos. I don't have a scanner so I am taking photos of photos to upload. They will be here later.