Once upon a time....

Once upon a time, many decades ago, an old steamer trunk lived in our attic. My mother’s, when she moved around the country during WWII, following my father from one Army base to another. I thought that old steamer trunk was cool then, and I wish I’d had two of them now. I still have a couple vintage Army trunks, stenciled ‘Major G. A. Nash.‘ One of them went to college with me, shipped ahead to St. Louis via Railway Express. Kinda like my two big bags going on ahead of me yesterday, to Miami. Hope they‘re enjoying themselves. #