Keeping it Brief
Noel Laflin
11-15-22
While
cleaning out an over-stuffed closet yesterday, I came across an oversized
briefcase that I used to haul around during my working days.
It had
become a receptacle for all kinds of papers, pre and post retirement. I used to
open the closet door, stuff what I thought was important in there, and promptly
forget all about it.
Sorting it
all out today took a couple of hours as I kept coming across a few treasures:
an IOU from a friend who still has yet to pay me back, two funeral notices of
close associates, my resignation notice from my last employer, thank you notes
from three kids who liked the silver dollars I’d given them one Christmas (I am
certain their father made them write them – but that’s okay, my folks used to
make me do likewise a lifetime ago), a still-in-the-plastic-wrapped Camp
Ahwahnee neckerchief from 1969, and our marriage certificates (two pristine
copies) from nearly eight years ago. I
wondered where I had placed them … Glad no one ever asked to see one for all
these years.
Ninety-nine
point nine percent of the contents have now been sorted, recycled, or ready for
shredding.
But, I am
keeping the thank you notes from the children, the marriage certificates, and the
neckerchief that once belonged to a very good friend.
I don’t
think that IOU will ever come to fruition.
But, hey, stranger things have happened – so I kept it, too.
And now, I
have a perfectly fine, empty, oversized briefcase just calling out for new
treasures to be stored and forgotten for another decade or so.
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