I'm going through my father's "papers" right now - making room for DH's stuff in the storage unit.
Boy my dad had an ego - and no regard

for anyone. He describes his half-sister and her daughter as "anemic": and "simple:'", when meeting them for the first time. I don't feel so singled out now. I guess he heaped contempt and abuse on me mostly due to proximity.
I am finding out all sorts of things I didn't know - not about my dad but more about the Estonian relatives and what he did there for 18 summers. I'm finding I do have some recollection of the language and can haltingly make my way through a letter written in Estonian, if it's typed. I also quickly scanned all of his "diaries" - 14 of them - and they are hand written mostly in Estonian so I had little success with them. No need to read them - they are all about him.
There are some things that make me mad

- like a letter of condolence for my mom's death addressed to both of us that my father never bothered showing me. It was written by someone I would have gotten in touch with, had I known about her and where she was living.
And there are some things that belong in my family time capsule - if we had one.

My grandmother paid $69.27 income tax to the Canadian government in 1955 and got $7.05 back as a refund. My dad hated his mother-in-law so I imagine that bit of paper got in there via stuff of my mom's.
There are 4 boxes and I made my way through 2 last night. Our recycling bins will be very full for the next while. I also turfed all of his "hate" books - an interesting collection written by people as twisted and negative as himself. Again no need to read them - just the titles were scary

enough.
Dagmar
