Packing Days

"Again?" you say. "Hittin' the road another time this summer?" No, we aren't planning to as far as we know right now.

Ruth is in the midst of trying to sort and pack to go away to school for the next ten months. Lots of decisions; what to take? what to leave behind? what to give away because she'll never use it again? The order or disorder is in her room, the living room, hall way, basement, and kitchen. Where else can it be? she was in the attic this morning looking for some things and ran across some papers and cards written by herself and Andrew when they first learned to write - we had some neat laughs.

In 1991 Andrew wrote us a letter with a Valentine heart on it to inform us that his class was going on a field trip and he needed 1L bottle of Coke a Cola Classic and a bag of very good chips. Another of his writings in '91 was about the start of the Desart Storm war.

Ruth made us a card a way back there and signed it 'Rachel' as she wanted that to be her name.

Some day when the attic is cooler and I have time to spare I'll have to go up and see what other gems I can find.