Apple Boxes

It’s just an apple box — one of many currently piled in our overflowing garage. This one is empty, so it should be easy to get rid of: just toss it in the recycling pile and move on to the next item in the stack.


The last time we received an apple box in the mail was over 4 years ago. I don’t think we’ll get any more. That last apple box arrived shortly after my mother-in-law, Corky, died. It contained mementos from the home my husband’s parents occupied for decades: a naval uniform belonging to my father-in-law Bruce, some Santas and snowmen from Corky’s huge collection, a group of antique, beaded purses. There were a couple of dolls, a few bits of china and glassware, some family photos: familiar objects from years of celebrations and family gatherings, each infused with memories. Read more

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