Crackin' the whip

Grandpa likes to do projects when he is here, and this morning I brought out the mother of all projects.  I have 10+ boxes of "files" that used to serve me very well, but in recent years, they became so disorganized that I didn't, couldn't, use them anymore. I brought them upstairs from their basement storage one by one; after about box #6, Gpa was saying, "Mercy! Give me mercy!"

I'll keep you updated on our progress...