“Optimism: someone who figures that taking a step backward after taking a step forward is not a disaster; it’s more like a cha-cha.” ~ Unknown
He virtually ran to her bedside, kissed her, then grabbed her hand and would not let go. I brought him a chair, and in a few minutes, this was what I saw. Both of them were sound asleep, and they stayed that way until Uncle Darrell arrived to make them laugh the afternoon away. Not everyone marries their soul mate, but when they do, this is what it looks like.
“Make the most out of your day. It will never happen again.” ~ Sylvia Walters
I took our Hero to see our Shero this evening. He’s the only thing she smiles for. The rest of the time she’s in excruciating pain and nervous about her surgery, which was postponed until tomorrow when all the reconstruction surgeons can be on hand. Keep those good thoughts and prayers coming her way. Hopefully she’ll have some relief after they’ve fixed that leg, and she can get back on her feet. She’s sure a tough ‘ol gal. That’s why she’s our shero.
“Never. Ever. Ever. Get rid of the desire to climb a tree or run through the sprinklers.” ~ Unknown
I can’t believe how lucky I am. Rod and Diane Rickey came to Lexington and I got to have dinner with them! I can hardly stop smiling.
Diane is opening a frame shop in Tahlequah. When the idea was bubbling to the surface I told her about master framers Mike and Letha Drury of South Hill Gallery. Last year she and Rod began to build a beautiful space for the frame shop. Then – boom – I got a phone call that they were in town to pick Mike and Letha’s brains. Diane’s dream is coming true, and it couldn’t happen to a nicer person. Meanwhile, Rod beams with pride.
I cannot begin to express how happy I was to see Rod and Diane. It was a big deal for them to be here, and I appreciate so much that they think enough of me to spend a couple of hours over a nice meal. Being in their presence has always brought me joy in abundance. They are two of the most creative and genuinely kind people I know. I’m eternally grateful.
“Our days are happier when we give people a piece of our heart instead of a piece of our mind.”
Our super hero power couple celebrated their 54th wedding anniversary. Tony Adkins, whom you met just last month, brought them pizza, and peanuts, and a movie at lunchtime. I heard tell the three of them got their bellies full then slept the afternoon away. God bless Tony for looking after them the way he does. I don’t know what I’d do without him. Last night, I reckon the Mennonites heard it was their Anniversary, so they stopped by to sing and visit for a while. Talk about good people. If you want anything fixed or built in Morgan County, that’s who to call. Top-notch craftsmanship, and honest as the day is long. Their visit really put a pep in mom and dad’s steps. As for me, I forgot to send them a card for a second year in a row. But I did post an anniversary picture of them on facebook this morning that’s now gotten more responses than everything I posted in 2016 combined. You see, our power couple wins the award for most popular couple as well. We’re going to celebrate mom’s birthday and this anniversary later, when it’s warm, so we settled for a phone call for now. I’m thankful to have them to call.
The politics of Jesus:
Serve the poor
Make peace, not war
Do justice & love mercy
Care for all God’s creation.
~ Nathan Hamm
Well, today didn’t go quite as I expected. Dad had been complaining of his belly burning for a while, but he wouldn’t go to the doctor. That is, until this morning when it was so bad he wanted to go. That never happens. I snapped this picture on my way out the door to work. An hour later he was in the ER at the VA. By lunchtime mom was calling to say he’d had a heart attack. The short version is that he has had a mild heart attack at some point in the recent past. He will be okay eventually. I am exceedingly grateful that he was in Lexington when this happened. I’m also thankful that the VA is attached to Chandler Med Center where Janet is. When things get this crazy, little things mean a lot, like location, location, location!
“If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body. You are the continuation of each of these people.” ~ Thích Nhất Hạnh
Callie and Eric took a day out of their busy lives to take me to Venice Beach. It’s a place I hold close because it offered refuge when bizarre behavior from bad people filled my days. My life back then was such a strange and wondrous time. Sometimes in library world I see that same bizarre behavior from bad people repeating, and I ask myself how I landed back in the twilight zone. Life sure is a funny thing.
Eric and Callie reminded me of just how lucky I am to have survived that weird 1980’s life relatively intact. And I am intact, all things considered. We talked at great length of those days filled with this star and that; more lawyers than money; more lies than music. Their time in the business was every bit as weird as mine to be sure. And while I’m not glad they went through it, I’m comforted to know I’m not alone in my experiences. That all these decades later I’ve come to love and admire those two even more than I did back then is a gift beyond anything imaginable. Some people are bad people with bizarre behavior. That’s just the way it is no matter where you are or what you’re doing. And some people are meant to walk with you through this life be it on streets of gold or paths of mud. Callie and Eric are two of my people. I couldn’t ask for better.
“Love is the strongest medicine. It is more powerful than electricity.” ~ Maharajji
Knowing that I’m always looking for unique churches or sacred spaces, Judy Sackett told me about Wayfarer’s Chapel in Palos Verdes, just up the coast from Long Beach. We threw Jeff in the car and made a pilgrimage to it. Little did we realize there were six weddings scheduled today. It was like watching a matrimony drive thru. The ceremonies last just a little while with a thirty minute change between wedding parties. During that change over period other guests are allowed to wander into the chapel. It was impossible to capture the inside of it without people. Plus, it’s very, very small. I suspect it holds no more than 80 seated. Looking at the Chapel’s website, I was curious as to why the photos weren’t better. The layout of the church wasn’t clear, or even give a sense for how it’s situated on the land. I found out why pretty fast. The glass chapel is surrounded by trees to the point of obscurity. You can’t see it from the road at all, and you can barely tell anything is there once you’re on the premises. It was both beautiful and a bummer since I couldn’t get into the chapel alone. Nevertheless, it was a lot of fun, and I’m really glad we saw it. The gardens are gorgeous, and there were sweet couples there, not to be married, but to enjoy the serenity. I call that a win.
“Love isn’t what you say. Love is what you do.” ~ John Hagee
I have never taken personal time around any of the business trips I’ve made over the years, but I decided to do it this time because I was coming so close to old friends Callie Cardamon and Eric Rawson that I couldn’t not see them. It had been 27 years since we last saw each other. 27 years: That’s long enough for us to have grand-children. Callie and I talked today a great deal about middle age and and just how strange it is, including the constant worry that something will go wrong and ruin whatever you have planned. I waited as long as I could before making my travel plans because I was afraid someone would get sick or die or something would go wrong with the house or work. In other words, adulting can take over one’s ability to relax and make time to see people you love. Callie confirmed I wasn’t alone in this. Both of us went through things last week that made our reunion challenging (death, migraines, and viruses among them). I will cherish this time we have because it may be another 27 years before we see one another again (I sure hope not). I am reminded yet again that making time to see people you love matters. Don’t adult so much that you forget to enjoy this one life you’ve been given.
“This, too, shall pass. It might pass like a kidney stone, but it will pass.” ~ Unknown
The quote sounds like something Jeff would say. This is Jeff Suchanek and his wife, Jeanne. I’ve worked with Jeff for over 15 years. He’s one of the finest people I know, and one of the best oral history interviewers in the world. Years ago, when he was director of the Nunn Center, we worked so well together that I hesitated when the chance came along to take over NDNP. Fast-forward all these years and we’re in the same department again enjoying one another’s company. He and Jeanne invited Stacy Yelton and I to their beautiful home for a cookout this evening. We were greeted with tons of dog love from their boy Grady; the biggest Aussie I’ve ever seen. We walked, we ate, we laughed, we talked. Jeff and Jeanne are two bright stars in my world and I see more dinners in our future.