Packing Light
One of the standing jokes between Pam and me is our method in packing a suitcase. I pack my suitcase once and Pam packs hers 3 times… at least. It happens most every trip. A week or two before we’re scheduled to leave, a suitcase appears in our bedroom and a small pile of clothes and sundries begins to form. As the days go by, the pile grows- jeans, capris, shirts, a dress or two, several pair of shoes, a…