I wear my Dad's smoking jacket as a 'new robe'. But, it isn't working yet. I want to honor that smoking jacket. My sister and I had an estate sale for my parent's townhome. Talk about brutal. We walked through after the sale but before the final clean-up from the crew. My son was with me and my sister.
I found the Smoking Jacket, laying on what was left of my parent's bed....half of the king mattress....heartbreaking.......
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