
At 7:30 this morning our door bell rang. It was a young Japanese fellow announcing that everything we owned in this world, all two crates, had at long last arrived from the States. I went down to verify the shipment and sign some forms, then got out of the way and let the men do their work. Melba and I had been separated from our goods for fifty-four days.

Melba, as is any D.O.D.D.S. employee, is permitted to take a day off from work when their things arrive. The both of us worked our tails off getting this stuff put away. At the end of the day we both agreed that we should have given more away, stored more, and thrown more, but it was still a good feeling to have familiar things around us again.