We are just about to this point in my family. Mom will turn 93 next week. She has dementia. Daddy is gone. I have questions that no one can answer. That is a hard reality.

I did do one smart thing years ago. I made each of the grandparents a memory book. The ones that can be purchased were too much for elderly folks to fill in.

I kept the questions simple and added some art to each page. I interviewed my parents using it and filled in answers. Stories were told. Pages and photos were added.

Now we have books titled: Who are you? We really want to know. These books will answer some questions when no one is left to remember. Life ends fast. Time passes.

I thought of these today as I was pondering the plight of the poor folks in California who must flee the fires. I was asking myself what I would take with me. These books would be in the first box out.

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