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The War of the Filing Cabinets May Never End

Paper or electronic, the bitter conflict

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I am not an unreasonable man. I am calm and agreeable. I possess unusual patience and am always ready to listen to another person’s point of view.

There are limits, of course. Some actions that people might take are too far beyond the pale, too “out there”, so abominable as to be beyond my tolerance. As I am a reasonable man, all right-thinking persons would agree with me if they encountered such incredible things in their own lives.

Or in their marriage, as it happens.

Paper

I prefer to eschew paper records. My wife, however, embraces paper, nay, loves paper, desires paper, demands paper.

You might rightfully ask, “Why did you marry the deranged wench?”

I did not know

In my defense, we were married in 1967. In that distant time, one had no choice but paper. Books were printed on paper. Bills arrived in fat envelopes stuffed with paper. Magazines and catalogs clogged our mailbox. Shopping lists were written on paper. We even used filthy paper money to buy things, if you can believe it!