The time came naturally to deal with Joe's clothes. We were staring at them and they were staring back at us. So we packed them up and sent them to his favorite place to shop, The Salvation Army. And the remainder of what was important to him is in a cedar chest in our room.
It was time and it is time to move ahead. Joe would have wanted that without all the trappings of his clothes. His prized possessions are secured in a safe place that we can visit and remember.
Joe, Love you lots and miss you tons,
Mom
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