Our Family House Became Sick As Our Parents Aged and We Let It Happen

I’ve got some different rules for my own house.

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My dear mother, my closest friend, died in July. Our father died seven years earlier. Finally, this summer, my sister and brother and I spent four long weekends cleaning out the house where we grew up. I am trying to describe how it feels to go from an aging, decrepit…