Today I received a box from my niece of old photos and documents that belonged to my parents.  I knew the box was coming and I had an idea of what it contained, but it was truly a gift to go through each thing piece by piece and look at a part of my family's history.  Some of the things I recognized and some I did not.  There were old report cards from my brothers' school days (they were not very good students) as well as journals written by my mother concerning the horses with some details about family affairs as well.  What looked like a box of junk is really priceless.  I can't wait to have the slides and negatives developed to see the photographs in full detail.