Cleaning out my mother’s house after she died revealed the usual postmortem waste. Old checkbooks and old budget books, framed and unframed college and high school diplomas, faded proof photographs from her high school graduation, closing documents pertaining to a house sold back in 1964. I found a box she’d taken home after she’d cleaned out
Hi, Eva. I'm sorry for your loss. Having said that ... Not that you haven't already given it some thought, but there's a novel in your mother's draft novels/memoirs. You've got a contingent of the characters in this post.
Hope all's well with you and the fam in Phila, and mazel tov to Mathath--Matia--your husband.
Hi, Eva. I'm sorry for your loss. Having said that ... Not that you haven't already given it some thought, but there's a novel in your mother's draft novels/memoirs. You've got a contingent of the characters in this post.
Hope all's well with you and the fam in Phila, and mazel tov to Mathath--Matia--your husband.
Regards,
Rich Pliskin