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I got a huge dose of nostalgia as I was cleaning out everything in my life as I got ready to uproot and move out of the country. Believe me when I say, that was a 77 year trip down a lot of memory lanes; taking pictures of the pictures I had accumulated, finding items hidden in corners and under piles of magazines that I just knew I would revisit at some point but never did-at least not until then. Then there were the books that I had read or not, saved VCR tapes, dishes, silverware, furniture that I loved but was not going to ship. Cutting ties and strings was difficult but I survived it. As the saying goes, you come into this world with nothing and thus shall you depart it.

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My grandfather was the one who always had candies in his pocket. Gross humbugs, but still candy. My dad had a candy dish in the living room, we would sit on the kitchen and you could hear the grandkids whispering and trying to open the jar very quietly. Now I find that I always have candies in my pockets and TicTacs in my bag.

Speaking of nostalgia, my dad used to make 150 pounds of garlic sausage every fall. It was quite the production. Dad would put a huge pile of ground beef on the kitchen table and play around with the spices until he was happy, then other would help to mix the meat up to make sure the spices were distributed. Then Mom would get the casings in place on a hand powered grinder and someone would push the meat into the grinder while someone else powered the grinder. It was always good sausage! My hubby was cleaning out some boxes and came across some photos of a sausage making day, good memories.

I always thought that governments were not above the law, but it sounds like Trump thinks he is supreme ruler and answers to no one. Sad state for a country to be in.

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