We are up at the cottage cleaning out. I had contacted a couple of auctioneers and met with one this morning--deal done
My wife was not happy that I did that---but she got better real quick. They are going to come and pick up everything that we don't want and take it to their facility. I have impressed my wife that there is NOT much that we want----and I am not about to save anything on the thought the kids might want it and might come and get it---maybe before closing
So we are now making three groupings, one to the auction, two to be donated (and they will pick up as well) and three to the trash. So, I was cleaning out my desk drawers (which has been with me since the first grade--and one of the few furniture pieces that will go with us) and along with a fairly impressive knife collection out popped our friend Flaco---or at least a piece of paper with his real name and telephone number That was from a visit by Flaco and his brother some years ago---I'd guess at least 10 years.
So Flaco is now in the crate with the knives
We are wound down for the day---I just have to make dinner---all fresh veggies from my Amish green grocer