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Attila is feeling much better. His toothache is gone and the dentist believes he can save the tooth. We are sleeping through the night again.
I have acquired four cardboard "Bankers Boxes" in which to store my family photographs and memorabilia. My evening was spent moving my keepsakes from the plastic bins I purchased last month to the cardboard boxes I purchased today. After describing the plastic bins in this journal, I received a kindly warning that plastic emits a gas, which contains an acid that would eventually destroy my belongings. Thank you Kathy!
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While moving my things from box to box, tonight an old receipt fell out of one of the envelopes. The date on the receipt is 04/30/90. At that time, I had just rented and moved into the main floor of a house in a large city. I loved the apartment, the neighborhood, the city, and my life. The house we lived in was a half a block from a major downtown street. On that street was a little all night grocery. The produce they sold was fresh and plentiful. My purchase was for mushrooms and meat; this would have translated into spaghetti sauce. I do not remember sitting down to the table for dinner on Monday night, April 30, 1990. I do know that my daughters and I enjoyed our spaghetti dinner that night. We always enjoyed our spaghetti dinners.
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