Cutting Paper with Scissors

Is it as bad as they say?

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My aunt, at ninety-one, broached the subject of my great-grandmother Rosalie’s sewing cabinet more than once. She wanted me to have it when she passed away. I did. My cousin Dennis pulled it out of the estate sale. He said, “I don’t know, Diane, if you really want this. It’s well, you’ll see.” He stowed it away till my brother Greg could drive fifty miles to fetch it. My brother kept it in…