Thank you for comments. This all happened before the age of digital photography so there are no backups,kind of a weird sitation now that I think about it.
Today I called my neighbor who said ahe would take this photo album. I assured her I didnt care what she did with it.
We had a neighborhood memorial service for this woman, no more is necessary. She had no children but she did have nieces, that is true,
In the back of my mind, I saved it for one of several reasons: to see if her husband, the murderer, would want it when he got out of the pen. He got out a few years ago and I am not now inclined to contact him or to contact mutual friends who could givie it to him.
with this gone, that is the end of 98% of my collections of photos, letters, etc that had me paralyzed. I have 3 letters out of 40 that I hung onto, still paralyzed, but thatbis ok. and I have one autographed book that I need to dispose of carefully. Thats really what this is all about, appropriate disposition.
I am not a Sentimental person, and I certainly do not keep Hallmark cards or Christmas cards or anything like that, but the personal letters were very different. Several collections of photographs for I didn’t feel were really mine.
I have a sizable batch of letters that my father wrote during World War II. I have not read them. One of these winters I will read them, maybe scan any that I particularly like, and send them to to my brother. Neither of us have children so they will die with us. But I do want to see if there’s any reference to his brothers because those letters could go to grand children of the brothers. These letters are fine, they dont worry me or paralyze me, I have a plan for them.