Loss

A week ago we were in the Atlanta area for New Years and Ray joined us Wogslands at Packie & Ansley's for lunch. It was the first we'd seen Ray since he moved out of our house and back into his after evicting Colleen & Zach. We have seen pictures, but seeing Ray in person really brought home the devastation they wrought on him. Besides spending thousands to clean out everything from broken furniture to feces on the wall to a dead cat being eaten by other cats, they all took his nice things. The entertainment center. The kitchen cookware. Photos from his and Bev's wedding. This last one struck me as the worst. Other things are replaceable. Not those.

I do my best to preserve the important details of family history for subsequent genertations, so that loss really got me thinking about preservation. I have lots of data and lots of backups in lots of different physical locations. But not our wedding photos. And not lots of photos from childhood.