Coming Home

Most of the Elvis memorabilia I collected all of my life has already been shipped to my home in California.

I will still take a gander and try to find something I can bring back with me.

I will prepare a care package for myself, carefully wrapping figurines and ornaments.

Sitting Indian-style on the floor, I will sort through my bookshelf.

Removing invaluable pieces of literature that I need on my bookshelf in California.

I will locate French-to-English dictionaries to bring on our European vacation.

I will undoubtedly pause to flip through photo albums, sparking memories I thought were long gone.

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