After 4 days of rain the sun came out in BFE. Unfortunately, my basement was flooded at some point and most, if not all of my personal "stuff" accumulated over many decasdes was lost. Old family pictures, all of my Mary Davis Home things, my personally autographed Rusty Staub ballglove, my mothers daily diary (very fun reading), my parents books, funeral registries & personal things, graduation diplomas from IWC and Iliff, grandson Michael's books I read to him and his shoes that lit up are all gone. The funny thing was they were in plastic totes and on pallets. Forward thinking, right? Well, doesn't mean much if it gets high. I got rid of a lot of things during the move from Chambers Street in March, so basically, all this stuff was pretty important. Kind of sick about it, but not much one can do about it. Just going to get garbage bags and pitch, and try not to pay too much attention to the history, joys, sorrows and "life-living" that it all represent...