Minh was over the moon. “She knows how to cook Korean food!” We were standing in the kitchen as I put the kettle on for tea. “She seems like a nice person.” Ken said, level headed as usual. ”Just don’t jump into anything too soon.”...
I have always struggled with comparisons. Am I as smart as person X? What about the house I live in, is it okay? What about the life I have, the job I have? On and on and on. Not a charming habit at all. I could blame a childhood living on the wrong side of the tracks...
It’s not a group anyone would join willingly. …But, it is a group I have joined and see every week. There’s age range and a mix of male and female. There’s a group leader. We talk and talk and sometimes we leave uplifted and sometimes we leave feeling worse than...
Ken is a gentle person. He rarely yells. He expects decency from people and tries to reciprocate, but he does have his quirks. He CAN get angry. Let him see a groundhog in our yard and he goes berserk. He’ll run out of the house, waving his arms and shouting. He’ll...
Do I mean the reading was pointless? No. If you look at the picture you see me with a person I admire and like to be with, Tori Tomalia. If you are in the Ann Arbor area, chances are you might have read about Tori and her husband who opened an improv comedy venue,...
The Free Library is up at 1643 Broadway. People are taking books, magazines and DVD’s. They are leaving books and magazines and an occasional DVD. So, I am excited and happy. I have wanted to do this for at least two years since I first heard about it but I dawdled. ...
In the last blog post, “Getting Ready To Go Home“, I suggested that I should have suspected things would not go easily. We were travelling around southern Ireland. But, Nooo. I was certain that once we were on our way home, life would be straightforward...
So, I made it clear after the guns clicked as we walked home in the dark. I reiterated the message after we endured more bombings, one in which we lost a friend. We were LEAVING! LEAVING ! LEAVING! Ken said he didn’t feel that afraid. He was willing to stay on for one...
I was done teaching at the country school. Ken was busy working and I was beginning to feel antsy. I needed something to do. I decided to take a course in Irish history at the university. It was an enrichment class, not a regular university course. We met after the...
I was busy enough shopping, stoking fires, writing letters home, but I didn’t feel I was experiencing anything of the country (aside from the scary stuff of course.) Well as it happened, Ken’s friend’s father was principal of a small country school, just outside...
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