The Missing Family Photo Christmas Cards
Tuesday, July 27th, 2010As much as I don’t want to admit it, I’m a bit of a junk saver. My attic is filled with items that I just don’t have the heart to get rid of. Whether it’s the box of old books that I’ve never read or it’s the collection of photo Christmas cards from years past, I just can’t seem to find the courage to throw it out.
However, some of that changed this past spring when we incurred a series of bad storms. It wasn’t long before I revealed several leaks in my roof which had damaged some of these valuables. After having it evaluated by a professional, it was determined that I needed a new roof. This meant that my entire attic had to be cleared of the clutter. I knew this was going to be a bit of a project, so I asked my two brothers to help out with moving boxes from my attic to the basement.
At first things were going smoothly. But it wasn’t long before Pete and Phil started to get sidetracked by opening up boxes. After revealing a case that included some old and out-dated clothing, they soon encountered another box that was full of a variety of digital family photos. We started to laugh at the dated pictures of us. Everything from the thick glasses to the ridiculous hairstyles…it was quite a riot.
We continued searching this box to see if any of the digital family photos were damaged by the water. As Pete was sorting through the stacks of loose pictures, he discovered a sealed envelope labeled “WAC, 1950s.” We immediately thought of my grandfather, whose initials were W.A.C. We opened the envelope and found a handful of black and white pictures and a journal that was kept by my grandfather while he served in the military. We couldn’t believe it. We discovered a hidden family treasure amongst all the junk in my attic.
After talking it over, we thought it would be a great idea to hold on to the pictures and journal as a Mother’s Day gift. So we placed both items in a box and gift wrapped it. We promised each other not to say a word about this in order to keep it a surprise.
When Mother’s Day came, our mother was floored by the gift. She asked, “How on earth did you find this?” We all looked at each other and I said, “Just be glad you raised a junk saver.”










