My imagination soars when I look at this image. I wonder where this case has been, certainly many places far and wide. Was it in the hands of a fair lady, crossing the ocean with hopes of the American dream coming true? Or maybe it was a father's, set alongside another two or three, boarding a train to Bountiful, together with a young family. Perhaps it belonged to a soldier, a little scared but full of courage at the same time.
I wonder if it belonged to you and I wonder what your adventure was. What is your story?