

Into my largest suitcase: cash, medicine, important paperwork, yearbooks, favorite childhood stuffed animals, a week of everyday clothes, photo albums, every greeting card my husband has ever given me, as much makeup and nail polish as I can fit (shit’s expensive!), phone, kindle, the watercolor I had commissioned of my dog who is no longer with us, and my box of yorkshire gold
French and Spanish only at my first high school (NJ), and French, Spanish, and German at my second high school (PA so the inclusion of German makes sense).