Last weekend we had a last hurrah with our dear friends Jack and Lisa. They moved to North Carolina last summer, but didn’t sell their house in the Northwest until recently. They were back to pack; we went up to send them off.
Lisa is a master of organization. Normally, her refrigerator has charts, lists and menus on the sides which are beautiful in their order. This trip I had to be content with reading all the notes to the movers and watching her execute her moving plan.
The last battle to conquer was the garage. One section had empty boxes which had been reserved for potential use, but not needed after all. We got to work breaking them down for the recycle center.
Now boxes are boxes, right? Empty containers to be re-used.
Ah, my friend; so many boxes held a story in the empty spaces.
Lisa held up a box that had my brother Danny’s return address. She remembered what was sent in the box, a gift for the girls (obviously my sister-in-law Valeri was behind that).
The one that delighted me was a box which had contained a case of baby formula. The box had my name on the top right hand corner, with a notation “No Charge” on the side. Fourteen years ago, Safeway had a drawing for a case of baby formula. I phoned Lisa and asked which brand she preferred for her two newly adopted daughters. I entered the drawing and won!
A bucket of matches from various restaurants (do they still give those away?) took us back to our college days.
Isn’t it amazing how a bit of cardboard glued together can evoke such memories?
I used to love shoe boxes, but they’ve flimsified.
Boot boxes make great mailing containers at Christmas.
I love Amazon.com boxes.
I really like Lang note card boxes – strong and pretty for small gifts.
Paper boxes are wonderful: uniform, nice lids, great containers.
What are your favorite boxes to save?