Bjerck/Archaeology at Home, 3. Scorched Memories from My Uncle’s Burnt Home

In 2013, the next house to my father’s home was severely damaged by fire. It was the home of my uncle, he was living in what previously was my grandmother’s home – also a home I have wandered in and out of in my lifetime. The situation was the exact opposite from the home of my father. He left his things exactly as they were – as they were in a ‘live’ home. My uncle survived (barely), but lost his realm of things. His things were still recognizable, but useless … half-burned, stinking and damp. As a consequence, the telling from my uncle’s home are quite different.