Day one hundred and sixty-five: When my parents joined the Peace Corps last Fall and I helped them pack up their house, I had no idea I myself would be moving less than one year later. Packing up kitchen utensils and books today reminded me of the time I spent with Mom and Dad in Chetek, sorting stuff, giving it away, tossing it out, and boxing it up. The boxes I’ve sketched here are just a few of the many that are piling up, waiting for the drive to Philadelphia in just two weeks.
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