We’re repainting the entryway to our house, the first time we’ve touched it since we moved in toward the end of the Reagan administration. One artifact we’re going to let stay: the doorway molding where we’ve marked the kids’ (and others’) heights. It reminds me of the doorframe in our house outside Park Forest, upon which I took it upon myself to write the date we moved in along with all the family birthdays. The house was still there last time I checked. I wonder if those dates are.