It finally happened this weekend. Ruben, the super, came over and finished the purge. He hauled all of the trash consisting of books on cassette, over-sized clothes and books the library won’t take to the great dumpster in the sky. The coda was preceded by a visit by my nieces and a grand nephew. The overture was highlighted by tossing n organ out of a window. Think about it. Noise. Splintering wood. An open place. Perhaps some forethought would have saved them, but I wanted them gone and impulse control wasn’t turned on.