My Legacy A couple of weeks before my mother's death, she called me aside and said, "I want you to be the executor of my estate. Your older brother Eric is too busy. I want you to do it." I felt very unworthy and unqualified for the task, but I agreed to do whatever she wanted. My other brother Mike, who had been living with her, received the hardest task: sorting through all kinds of keepsakes and papers. You see, my mother, just as her grandmother before her, could never bear to throw anything away, especially something that might be used in a scrapbook someday. I believe my mother saved...