1. Julie Fether posted the just released issue of the Community College Moment and so I got to look through it. I loved Julie's story about the death of her beloved grandfather, her Dzedo, and his Paska and Nut Roll. (I loved this piece on its own terms for sure; in addition, it followed the story/recipe structure my sister Christy loves to use and I enjoyed that, too.) I loved reading Mary McGrail's experiences and thoughts that rose out of her teaching at a for profit institution of higher learning in Long Island City. I look forward to reading more of this issue when I have it in my hands in hard copy.
I had a shock looking over this issue. The Moment published a tribute to me, given by Dennis Gilbert at my retirement party. I enjoyed reading it again, not only because it took me back to that fun afternoon at Billy Mac's, but because I'm grateful for what Dennis understood about me. I continue to will myself to believe what he wrote about me might be true. I also re-read my submission to the Moment with some wonder. I had forgotten that I expanded this piece and I had the almost bewildering experience of reading my own writing as if I'd never written it, as if I were reading it for the first time. What's more: I liked it!
2. We should try to get together more often. We used to play a lot of golf together until I became embarrassed by the lousiness of my game. I've taken a long hiatus. But there was Paul F. at Market of Choice and we had a great catch up conversation in the produce department and he got me thinking that maybe I should strike some golf balls again and see if maybe I can hit a five wood or something so I can figure out a way to get off the tee. Maybe a five iron. I don't know. Maybe play from the very shortest tees. I got really tired the several last times I played of slowing down play, making my golf mates have to wait so long to take their shots, and feeling crappy about my game. The lousy habits I have when I swing a golf club just do not go away. Yes. I've taken lessons.
3. Russell and I went to the Saturday Market on our photo stroll and I was mildly frustrated by how claustrophobic I felt. But my frustration melted away when we discovered Olive (she did sound effects for the fall Shakespeare Showcase) playing the accordion and singing and I began taking pictures of her and her accordian, Lorraine. I remembered what a delightful person she is and how much I enjoyed taking pictures of her in the fall at dress rehearsal and I really enjoyed taking pictures of her this afternoon...and of her accordion. Here are a couple I haven't posted anywhere else.
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