My Daddy Taught Me to Pack

1 My daddy worked as a shipping manager, packing train cars with odd-sized boxes of furniture. He filled every speck of space, arranging the cartons like shapes in a puzzle cube. Daddy could stuff a pregnant cat into a shoe box if need be and bury her neatly in the ground, lined up with the other cats and kittens. 2 Every year, we drove to the beach from the North Carolina foothills to stay for a week in one motel … Continue reading My Daddy Taught Me to Pack