Today I walked through a solemn space filled with sounds of flowing water, wishing for an alternate history that does not lead to this place. Circular route to entrance, water a constant theme. Underground. Concrete pressed with cedar panels. Bench. Falling water. Nagasaki National Peace Memorial Hall for the Atomic Bomb Victims.
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Walking in Silence
Posted Walking in Silence.
In Loco Parentis: Day 4
In loco parentis, day 4. At MSP, riding a tram towards the terminal, about to reunite the nephews with their parents who had just landed.
In Loco Parentis, Day 3
In loco parentis, day 3. Off to school in the first snow of the season.
In Loco Parentis: Day 2
In loco parentis, day 2. The younger nephew was particularly ebullient when we met him after school. His flying backpack survived.
Mom’s Away, How about Pyrotechnics?
Nephew time, Mom’s away. We first used sharp knives to carve pumpkins. Then we cut up an old towel to make wicks to burn vegetable oil.
Using Social Media to Resolve an Issue with United Airlines
Posted Using Social Media to Resolve an Issue with United Airlines.
Bleacher Uncles
Walked over to the Vikings stadium to serve as bleacher uncles. Our ten-year-old nephew was playing football, a dot in our field of view.
GED Preparation
Poked dormant parts of my brain, tutoring GED preparation.
Poms Don’t Tub
Cab service improved in Minneapolis in the 1990’s. Cabs started to be well-maintained, drivers were clean and respectful, Minnesota Public Radio, rather than loud rock, was playing quietly. The driver may have worked as a physician or a teacher or an engineer in Somalia, but now he was working his way back up. In the…… Continue reading Poms Don’t Tub