As I reflected, it's funny how many things were in it. Well, in the one bag, the other bag, passed off by my sister to me, was empty. I wouldn't have checked anything, except I wasn't able to handle that extra, empty bag as a carry-on. It couldn't collapse to put into the other.
There were a few items in the bag mentioned in this blog. There were the top I bought at the Creative Dress Boutique, the boring clippers and 1968 pattern book.
There were the bulletin and CD from my uncle's memorial service.
There were priceless things in my suitcase.
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