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Who are
the important people in your life? These are a few of the folks closest to
me (Craig, Will, Jesse, Sarah, Adria), posing on Craig and Adria's porch
at the
end of a going-away party/yard sale. Ever since I was a child I've been a
collector
of things, perhaps as compensation for coming from a somewhat broken family
(father died when I was 3, step-father split when I was 12, mother and maternal
grandparents were recent immigrants and we lived on the edge financially,
our
relatives were overseas...). Collections--coins, baseball cards, comics,
books,
records--were a way of establishing a measure of control and stability. And
as a child I absorbed a lot of TV, the
central message of which is always
acquire this and
you'll be
happy. I'm at
a point now where I don't want any
material thing (except maybe a surfboard), so the only challenge left is
to detach from the stuff which I already
have. Today was good practice. Despite low low prices, not much sold. Could
be the recession, or maybe people
just don't care to read. Either way at the end of the day I was left with
a crate of LPs and two boxes of books. I wrote FREE
on the crate and will donate the books to Good Will. Good riddance even to
good things; shedding stuff makes room for peeps. |
