That’s a Lot of Costume Jewelry!
I don’t remember being in the ward when the name of Roland and his sons were read over the podium for new membership records. They must have been read the week that mom and I went out of town. It was September of 2000. We had gone to San Francisco to clean out my grandma’s apartment. A place that housed her possessions but she had not actually lived there for over a year – and yet the rent was still being paid. How wasteful. Mom and I lined the halls with donations. We had called Salvation Army, DVA, any thrift store or charity that would come. Nobody would take it all, but every organization took a lot. Hard to believe that apartment actually held all that much. I never knew what a very Large apartment my grandmother lived in. ...