The Writer's Pen
One Man's Treasure
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You'd be hard-pressed to stumble upon a scene like this one at the Brockshus home when the author was growing up.
My parents both were savers. My dad always said, "I might be able to use that someday." If my mom would throw something away that she didn't need anymore, my dad would sometimes take it out of the trash and they would have a discussion about it. That didn't happen very often, though.
One of the things I remember my mom saving was worn out clothing. I'm talking about clothes that had gone from sibling to sibling after coming from a cousin or two. If Mom determined they were worn out, they were worn out! She would cut those pieces of clothing so she could use them to either mend other clothes...
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