Up in Smoke

I have saved paper copies of every federal and state income tax return I have filed since 1976. I have moved these records from Schenectady, NY to Indianapolis to Palo Alto to an apartment in Indianapolis to a house in Indianapolis to another house in Indianapolis to a house in Fishers, IN, to a townhouse in Santa Clara to a house in Indianapolis to a house in Concord, to a storage unit in Boston, to a house in Concord and finally to the River House. With each move, the stack has gotten bigger and heavier. Today, I decided to get rid of all but the last ten years’ worth since they have served no purpose to date and will eventually fall to the kids to deal with when I am dead. Since these documents contain confidential information I decided to burn them. In less than 10 minutes, hundreds of hours of work went up in smoke. It felt good to watch.