Visiting Doctor

Visiting Doctor

From July 28, 2021 You may recall a few weeks ago I went to St. Damien Hospital to pick up Herla and her new born baby girl. The event was marked by a humorous encounter by the maternity ward doctor and leaving the hospital (with the baby in my arms) and finding my car had a flat tire. Our fun/serious…

Flying Pasta

Flying Pasta

From July 23, 2021 Last night I was standing on the balcony enjoying a crisp breeze at the end of a scorching day. I was looking down at the kids eating an evening meal of pasta noodles. Jinette was seated on a bench below me. She had a huge plate of pasta she was systematically attacking. I caught her attention.…

Opps

Opps

From July 22, 2021 It was 10:12 last night. I was sipping a little Italian Chianti and trying to relax. It was hot. I was tired…and a bit frustrated by some of the kids and some of the staff. Suddenly it dawned on me that I had not only written Friday’s journal, I had not even thought about it. Not…

Ho Hum

Ho Hum

From July 20, 2021 Not much happened yesterday. Just a steady drip, drip of mundane, minor problems to be handled. One brief trip to Tabarre, where the US Embassy looked open but heavily barricaded. Streets still calm while the tension of uncertainly fills the air. Paid $220 to have a welder fix all the bunk bed frames that jumping kids…