Friday afternoon a friend and his stepsister picked me up in her car. We headed south through Illinois fields. Eventually, we ended up in roads I know by heart, not by name. I new around that corner was were great grandma lived. Back that way an old farm my grandpa used to till. We picked up my grandpa’s old truck. My friend and I drove it back north.
On Saturday I loaded up that truck with the first of a few loads. I then drove with a subset of my worldly good further north. A change is coming.