Hello from Fog and Flame, It is Sunday and I need to have a productive day, in spite of grading a few hours or more for the last 5 days, sans yesterday, I need to put in significant time again today. As the end of the semester comes closer, moving rapidly toward a close, theContinue reading “Remembering a Wall that Went in the Right Direction”
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Trying to Make Sense of Our Illogical World
Hello after a quick trip to Cape Charles and “Life on the Half Shell” and now weeks beyond, It is the end of the Bloomburg Fair week and Anton has had the week off of school. He has become a fair aficionado, but I guess that is something he can always take back to Denmark.Continue reading “Trying to Make Sense of Our Illogical World”
Imagining Parenthood
Hello from Kraków, Forty-seven years ago today, I became an uncle. I wax 16 years old and working two summer jobs. I was staying at my grandmother’s house for the summer, and while I was trying to be responsible, I still had a lot to learn. During that hot July, my older brother and hisContinue reading “Imagining Parenthood”
When Do You Actually Work?
Good morning from Kraków (at around 10:15 a.m.). Because I travel, because some believe it is merely a vacation, because a former administrator argued I was only contracted to work 17 hours a week, I am often asked both when as well as how much (which is more accurately about daily frequency) do I work?Continue reading “When Do You Actually Work?”
What to Do: the Sharp Side of the Doubled-Edged Sword
Hello on my first full weekend in Krakow, Yesterday (Friday, the 28th) was the first day that I have not had to some home and jump in a shower from the heat since I arrived in Europe. Last week I was in Moscow on the hottest day they had on record in June since 1956.Continue reading “What to Do: the Sharp Side of the Doubled-Edged Sword”
Becoming Norman . . . Pleased or Chagrined?
Hello on the weekend, It has been an emotional couple weeks, and if you have been reading the blog, you have some sense of why that is, but I think there is more. There are times, and their frequency seems to be increasing at an alarming rate, that I feel like I am simply notContinue reading “Becoming Norman . . . Pleased or Chagrined?”
When is Acceptance Merely That?
Good early to mid-morning, I am on the road, having been up early and getting some school work done before heading back to Bloomsburg, but a stop at Cracker Barrel for an egg sandwich will be on one stop on the 5+ hour drive. I am continually amazed at how life is simultaneously predictable andContinue reading “When is Acceptance Merely That?”
Remembering Two Brilliant Siblings and Fifty Years
Good morning from the Acre, It has been a productive and eventful week, though not always in the way I had planned or expected. We have finished the third week of classes and things are not (nor expected to) slow(ing) down. Students are beginning to settle down and focus a bit better than their initialContinue reading “Remembering Two Brilliant Siblings and Fifty Years”
When Times Were Simpler . . .
Hello on a bitterly cold night, As I lie here in my warm bed and my house is heated to a comfortable temperature, it is impossible for me to get the news headlines and stories out of my consciousness of people throughout the country who stand a real chance of freezing to death because theyContinue reading “When Times Were Simpler . . .”
Making Sense of Immigration as I feel like One
Buongiorno dal mio piccolo caffè mattutino ad Ascoli Piceno, I am back for my morning cappuccino, shot of water, and croissant. It must have rained during the night or earlier this morning, as there were puddles all around and the stones were beyond a little slippery for this aging person. However, as I walked downContinue reading “Making Sense of Immigration as I feel like One”
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