Tim, Dad and I unloaded Dad's storage unit Wednesday. 71 boxes of books (and that was half of the unit). We separated the books into a few different categories. This photo represents the half.com category- I listed all 400 some of these books yesterday. A couple of them were exciting- special books worth $100+. Half were 75 cents. My fingers are tired.

My poor dad is heartbroken over this stuff. The storage represents a lifetime of memories for him and here I am trying to convince him to throw it all away. I must say, the lesson learned is that collections are a bad idea for anyone adventurous who might someday move to another country (as he did 7 years ago and we are about to do). It's a little sad, too, to think that although he might get $2000 for these books, they probably cost 10-20 times that much originally. Makes me remember not to buy stuff to begin with. Make friends with the librarian instead.

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