The Born Loser by Art and Chip Sansom for March 23, 2021

Well, that’s a hearse of a different color…..

I would like a funeral with me still alive, like in “Coming 2 America”

I doubt very many people lie on their deathbed wishing they had bought more junk.

True. You can’t take it with you.

Finally!! Someone that has the right attitude!! You will not be able to take your “stuff” with you!!

:-)

You know you’re growing old when your worry changes from how to get more stuff to how to get rid of all this stuff.

That didn’t stop some Pharoahs

Like “Fats” Domino would say I never saw no armored car drive to the cemetery.

I’m still enjoying my stuff, but eventually I see myself getting to his point.

“Death cleaning,” an intelligent decision (after a certain age, anyway)…

Good idea, Uncle Ted. My mother never threw away anything that belonged to my father. It has taken me years to get rid of all of the stuff they both accumulated.

The view from old age is different from that of middle age or youth. Give away the physical things they aren’t important, and keep the friendships and embrace the good memories of a lifetime.

Reality sets in after you’ve buried a few old friends.

Hurst with a luggage rack. A line from the song I believe by Brooks and Dunn.

I have a friend whose mother is a hoarder. When her mother dies, my friend is going to have a nightmare job of going through all that.

Good thinking. I’ve been working on it for several years now.

Same here – but a lot of my “stuff” I don’t know where to give it to.

I throw out something every week. It costs more than a dollar a pound to have a moving company relocate your junk. Next time I move, I hope to have only a few pieces of furniture and my own artworks.

Uncle Ted has the right idea. Must be from a different branch of the Thornapple tree…

The old saying, one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. The reverse is true too. One man’s mementos is another man’s junk.

Yep. After going thru all my Mom’s stuff, I don’t want to do the same to my kids.

That’s my plan

My mom is 96. She was getting rid of a lot of stuff several years ago and offered me a nude painting which my dad commissioned in 1976, when she was 51 years old and still in great shape (daily workouts with Jack LaLanne, TV fitness guru). It now hangs in my home office, a place of honor between filing cabinets. When folks come over, I point to the painting and say, “Meet mom.” LOL

In her last few years, anytime we visited, my Mom would have us go through her things, to see what we might want to take home. She would say, “If you don’t take it now, you’re only going to have to deal with it all when I’m gone.” There’s still stuff to deal with, but she was a very efficient and practical-minded person — besides being a great Mom.

I wish I had an Uncle Ted