Memories of the 1960s

It's strange how pieces of my life float into my mind.  
In 1960, 6-year-old Ruby Bridges walked into William Frantz School as the first black child to attend a public, all-white elementary school in the South. You'll have to look up the data to realize what a shock this was to many people. Desegregation was happening all over the country.  
A neighbor of ours, learning that I was going off to college soon, asked me, "What would you do if they put a hulking black boy in your dorm room?"  
I told her that I'd complain.  
She nodded.
I said, "I'd complain to the administration that they'd made a mistake putting a boy in the Girl's dorm. He'd complain, too."  
Somehow I had completely missed her horror at blacks sharing rooms with whites and had instead been shocked that she'd even suggest they'd put a Boy in the girl's dorm.

Conquering the Paper monster

Filing at least 4 or more pieces of paper a day is reducing my paper monster piles little by little. (maybe caught up by Christmas?) 
One thing holding me up now is that I need to create folders of things I can't find folders for, knowing full well that the very next day I might find the original folders perhaps stored in a different filing cabinet. 
(I have 3)