my mother also made me drag down a lot of drapes , still in their cleaning bags , which shed never gotten around to rehanging , the aforementioned 30s dresses and hats , both my sisters high school clothes , including saddle shoes and threadbare pointy brassieres , the mismatched golf clubs id used with a great sense of grievance through my teenage years , hockey sticks , fossilized baseball gloves , great granny armstrongs mandolin and my abandoned trombone , various bedraggled typewriters .