Friday, January 13, 2012

In the can

Every year we gave my Dad a tin of popcorn for Christmas. Once the popcorn was gone, he saved the containers and used them as storage.

So far, we've found four tins stuffed with paperwork.

Everything he ever did is in those tins. There's one full of my Mom's final expenses and documents. The others -- tax returns dating back to the 60s. W-2's. Bank statements and interest income statements. Cancelled checks. Window stickers of new cars. Appliance receipts and repairs. Hospital bills and insurance payments. Obituaries. Original newspapers from Nixon resigning to the moon landing. Notes I wrote to my Dad along with pictures I drew him.

Everything.

So far, I've made a keep pile and a throw away pile. Do I really need to hang onto the receipt for a/c repairs on a vehicle 20 years ago? Do I need to keep 40 year old statements for banks that don't exist anymore? No... but in a way I hate to just toss it. It's my Dad's history. His-story. It obviously had some significance for him to keep it so many years.

What do I do with it all?

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1 comments:

Tracy b said...

aww sweetie.keep the paper they might be worth something! wow you right it all tells a story. save the thing you like to keep and that would mean something. not the bills or old checks or thing like that. but it so neat he saved all that stuff. and you can go back and see what they paid what they made and so on!.