I think they will remember the hotel. Yes, that’s what they’ll remember. They’ll remember three nights at the hotel. Remember how we had separate bedrooms? And remember the counter where we pretended to be at a restaurant? And we had two separate bathrooms. And three (3!) televisions! And we had waffles Every Morning for breakfast! […]
Read moreI’ve always hated it. I guess that hatred is part of the more melancholy side of my personality: change marks history. What is former is forever and permanently relegated to the past and, unless the change is Needed, and Anticipated, and Good (like, say, having your baby finally sleep through the night), that which is […]
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Rockefeller Center, last Wednesday night. That’s Bill’s mom on the left, and mine on the right. My dad took the picture. Hard to believe it was only a week ago.
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Just some of the reasons.
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“It will be good to feel the road,” Dora wrote in a letter to me, years ago now, of her pending trip from her parents’ home in Grove City, PA to Chicago. I knew what she meant when she wrote that. It can be good, that road time. Time for anonymity, except for the other […]
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He didn’t want to go to school from the beginning. Even when I told him, back in January, that I had been offered the job– a month before I even signed the contract– he cried. Everett wanted Nothing To Do with going to school. It wasn’t so much the school thing, in and of itself. […]
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Just before Thanksgiving, after a Saturday morning at the soccer field, we decided to spend an hour or two in Duke Gardens. It was a beautiful day. We found some pitcher plants and duly studied them, hoping to spot drowned insects in the digestive fluids at the bottom of the pitcher. We had studied carnivorous […]
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Bill and I went out for the evening, and Emma Grace convinced the baby-sitter that 1) she sleeps sitting up and 2) she sleeps with the light on. Both of these things are Lies. This is how we found her when we got home. When Uncle Ray visited for Thanksgiving, Bill went to pick him […]
Read moreThey had a Christmas party tonight, my students did. It was a nearly four-hour affair– a progressive dinner in holiday festive attire that was attended by Very Nearly Every person in their class. And although some complained about the “holiday festive” thing and others wondered about the “holiday festive” thing, they all looked Very Nice. […]
Read moreI gave my exam on Friday: three hours (with a break at the mid-point); three subjects (English, Bible, history), plus the music and art appreciation that are essential to the course; twenty students; 185 points worth of multiple choice, matching, short answers and an essay. And that was it. We’re done for the semester. Of […]
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