Treasures
Written by Cassie on March 11th, 2010My boyfriend and I spent our Spring Break in Columbus, Georgia cleaning out his father’s old house. We were supposed to go to San Francisco, but this house has been looming over our heads since Jim’s passing, and we decided it was better to deal with the house than spend money we don’t have on an actual vacation.
I can’t believe we didn’t take before and after pictures. Does anyone watch Clean House? Or Clean Sweep? I’m not even lying when I tell you that the house was in that kind of state when we started. Jason’s dad taught English & Humanities, traveled the world, and played in the Columbus Symphony for nearly 40 years. He collected books, vinyl records, art posters, art slides, mugs, and other miscellanea as others collect stamps (or yarn, in some cases!). He was meticulous about organizing and wrote lists of his favorite books, movies, and music. He NEVER threw things away. I wish I were being superfluous because it would’ve saved us a lot of work, but seriously. He didn’t throw things away- he has his college student ID from the 60s, his Marine handbook, all the cards he’s ever gotten, term papers, tests, overhead slides, teaching notes, albums galore, books by the HUNDREDS.
I tried to snap pictures as we went, but we were pressed for time, and I didn’t get a good record of everything. My boyfriend and I packed up 580 books to donate to the Phenix City/Russell County library on Wednesday. I know the exact number because we counted for tax purposes.

After friends and family came through the house to pick books and music for themselves, Jason and I got to gather a few boxes together for this trip. I got a bunch of great literary criticism books with fantastic covers from the 1950s, 60s, & 70s. I took these shots with my iPhone & plan to set up a lightbox in a few days to get a nice Flickr set online.
This post does not do the treasures (nor the clutter) justice. It’s just amazing to think about how many things Jim saved over the years- one can almost piece his life story together by examining the house. There are such wonderful pieces of memorabilia that show how deeply he loved his family and his passions. But I can’t put a glossy spin on it completely because my boyfriend and I worked our butts off this week and only made a small dent in the work that will need to be done. The treasures keep me from becoming overwhelmed, though.































