My Grandfather had an old battered trunk that he brought over from
Norway as a young man at the turn of the 20th Century. I have been
storing it for years in the attic knowing it was beyond use or repair.
I found an old silver chain necklace that belonged to my Mother in my
jewelry box and put the key to the trunk on the chain. I finally had
the heart to throw out the trunk knowing I can wear the necklace with
fond memories of them both.
--
Marilyn Chapman
January 31, 2009
