Fifteen years ago, toward the end of my first marriage, I saw an ad posted on the bulletin board at work for a kitten that needed a good home. The kitten’s name was Dabé. He didn’t look like a Dabé to me. He had huge ears for his little body and reminded me of Dobby the house-elf in the Harry Potter stories, so I named him Dobby.
Continue readingBecause they didn’t think there’d be any J-1 students (foreign exchange) coming over this year, the leaders of the Bridges program that always planned fun activities for the young people didn’t plan anything for this year. When I wrote to them and told them that my kids were coming, Janet, the wife of the leadership team (along with Ken – The Bicycle Man), invited us to bring them to their church youth group activities. Tonight was the first one for our “daughters”.
Continue readingThis morning I was working on my business plan when I saw that I had a message from Merih. He said that he was in Sister Bay and had just arrived an hour before. You could have knocked me over with a feather! Last I had heard from him and Kader a few days ago, we had all seemed to resign ourselves to the fact that they wouldn’t be able to come this summer. I also got a message from Kader that she will be arriving on the 24th if the influx of foreign students isn’t banned by Trump before then.
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