The whole late evening Presbyterian General Assembly YAD caucus of young people scenario reminded me very much of the state caucuses at the four National Latin Conventions I attended in high school. We met after dinner and all evening events – usually in the lounge of whatever dorm we were staying in – with student and faculty delegation heads lead the meetings. In July 1979 at Michigan State University I was the incoming Florida Junior Classical League president and so I led the meetings (along with Bradenton Bayshore High School Latin teacher Joe Gilpin). There we debriefed about the day, made announcements, and made plans for the next day.
Also, when I got to East Oakland late and couldn’t get into Guy and Michelle’s house and so slept for a while in my rental car, I almost expected this because the exact same thing had happened to me 51 weeks earlier. A year last night (Wednesday night- by days of the week) I flew to the Baltimore airport, got lost and got to Chris and Sabina’s at 3:30 a.m., slept for an hour plus in my rental SUV, until sitting at their front steps doing work (just as I did on Guy and Michelle’s East Oakland steps) a little later. Then when Chris and Sabina (or Guy and Michelle) got up I had breakfast with them before they went to work. In VA/DC, however, I had to spend the whole day in a stressful passport effort and then drive to Charlottesville, then much of the night) (tonight a year ago) through West Virginia, to work to finish a big project (one finalized this past week), then finish packing with Vincent and Stephanie to get ready to arrive at the Louisville airport at 5 a.m. to go to Guatemala for eight days, before making two key presentations at work the next day. The past week has been less stressful than that, but – predictably – I still got less sleep that I had hoped. Still, there are bits of all of this that make for good memories (certainly, visiting with Chris and Sabina – and even Chris at work during the day; and with Penny, Serge, and Jacob in their new home; and the mission trip) that are good memories.
I was reminded of the anniversary because tonight (Thusday night) (as we speak) is the NBA draft (Buckeye first-year student turned Portland Trailblazer - and 2007 #1 draft choice - Greg Oden pictured above), and I listened to the draft and analysis of it a year ago tonight as I drive aimlessly through Manassas, Virginia, during my most unpleasant 2-hour turns into 4 ½-hour drive from DC to Charlottesville.
I also remembered the Guatemala trip because tonight I read an updated analysis of Guatemala culture, politics, and economics, partly in time for a 10 a.m. meeting of 3-4 church people Friday that will mark the one-year anniversary of our flight to Guatemala.
Here’s to good memories good and bad, stressful and not so stressful.
Also, when I got to East Oakland late and couldn’t get into Guy and Michelle’s house and so slept for a while in my rental car, I almost expected this because the exact same thing had happened to me 51 weeks earlier. A year last night (Wednesday night- by days of the week) I flew to the Baltimore airport, got lost and got to Chris and Sabina’s at 3:30 a.m., slept for an hour plus in my rental SUV, until sitting at their front steps doing work (just as I did on Guy and Michelle’s East Oakland steps) a little later. Then when Chris and Sabina (or Guy and Michelle) got up I had breakfast with them before they went to work. In VA/DC, however, I had to spend the whole day in a stressful passport effort and then drive to Charlottesville, then much of the night) (tonight a year ago) through West Virginia, to work to finish a big project (one finalized this past week), then finish packing with Vincent and Stephanie to get ready to arrive at the Louisville airport at 5 a.m. to go to Guatemala for eight days, before making two key presentations at work the next day. The past week has been less stressful than that, but – predictably – I still got less sleep that I had hoped. Still, there are bits of all of this that make for good memories (certainly, visiting with Chris and Sabina – and even Chris at work during the day; and with Penny, Serge, and Jacob in their new home; and the mission trip) that are good memories.
I was reminded of the anniversary because tonight (Thusday night) (as we speak) is the NBA draft (Buckeye first-year student turned Portland Trailblazer - and 2007 #1 draft choice - Greg Oden pictured above), and I listened to the draft and analysis of it a year ago tonight as I drive aimlessly through Manassas, Virginia, during my most unpleasant 2-hour turns into 4 ½-hour drive from DC to Charlottesville.
I also remembered the Guatemala trip because tonight I read an updated analysis of Guatemala culture, politics, and economics, partly in time for a 10 a.m. meeting of 3-4 church people Friday that will mark the one-year anniversary of our flight to Guatemala.
Here’s to good memories good and bad, stressful and not so stressful.
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