My son Patrick was born exactly 19-years and one-hour ago. I miss him. He’s traveling in Arizona.

I have too many things. I’m overwhelmed by them and of the thought of having to once again, this Spring, go through them and have another yard sale. Of the boxes stored in attic, basement and closets, some are filled with memories. And of the memories, not all of them are worth keeping.  I need a quick and easy method for deciding what to keep, sell or toss. There might be a catch. There are things stored I haven’t looked at in...