While I sit quietly in my Palm Garden retreat, my brave daughter is knee deep in taking an inventory of her Mother’s collection of worldly goods which are stored on shelves and in places too numerous to mention. Moving boxes and boxes of “stuff” from Illinois Avenue to Sellersburg, Indiana is not a work for the weak of heart to engage in or find to be the least bit pleasant.
There must be a light at the end of this long tunnel and somewhere her journey will be written in history as an accomplishment the rewards of which will be known by family members as a chapter titled “How on earth did she do all that?”
They should ask Tim because he joined his wife in wearing Superman and Superwoman costumes fitting for the occasion.