Briefcases

Boy is this a sign of the times or what?  If you would have told me a year ago that Leroy and I would leave for new jobs at the same time, everyday, each carrying a brief case I would have checked you into the Funny Farm!  I couldn't have guessed that this is where life would lead us... but here we are.  In this photograph they are sitting on the bench at the kitchen table.  This is the transitory position for them.  Just getting home, or getting ready to go... it's a holding place.